The Artist's Exhibition
Flames lick around bandaged
Hands. His smile taunts and teases in
The colors swirling red and orange.
The artist laughs and his art dances to
The same rhythm as his coal-blackened heartbeats.
Danger sings unheeded warning to him.
Ash and smoke set the stage atop the maelstrom.
Consumed by adrenaline, in love with
The fiery devil that binds
Him, holds him tight against burning
Chest, and whispers half-truths to him. And,
As the artist falls to pureness
Of art, he shouts his war cry:
Art is an explosion!
The fleeting moments seem to stretch out.
For an instant, the artist is whole,
Then, cruel reality sets
itself up. And he burns.
The fiery conflagration, is his own
Undoing. The artist laughs as he becomes
What he so loves. He is now his beloved art, and
Art is a bang, yeah?