Saturday, July 11, 2015

Planning

I'm planning for the installation here
Of planters, large urns, and a Viking ship,
All held together by a paper clip
And four brown flathead screws, which disappear
Under the bright lights. There's an atmosphere
Of cheerful nonsense: an enormous rip
In my best trousers. You will get a grip
On your explosive temper, there's a dear.

If this is art, then I am Mister Art,
The finest, most creative superman
That ever held a brush and a paint can,
Incredibly insightful, wicked smart.
I understand how most things fall apart
Unless a paper clip is in the plan.

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