.
yesterday at the national gallery
……….some kids said of a frankenthaler
it reminded them of mario kart the
……….numeral seven rainbows by
the sea a row of taffy thrown
……….from a float a bloody nose
spring came and everything
……….was possible the possibilities
seemed endless you fag
……….I whisper when he calls
newman’s stations of the cross
……….fabulous black boughs shorn
of bark charred tibia telephone
……….poles in a morning fog……….you fag
he says when I disappear
……….into the jasper johns
as if it were some shrubbery
……….a child could hide within
a changeless……….symbol taut skin
……….……….a silent drum……….delectable
it’s true
I want
to tell
the kids
you know
it’s art
if it
kills you
when you
lick it
