Starving Artist

Feeling this one strongly today

Among other things, J

In this world

Of man-made selection

I’m being left for last pick.

You must be a fortune

To sip champagne at the gallery

While my bed is a curb

With a star gaze view.

You want your finery,

Your reputation,

Your room with ambiance

But it costs my soul.

You drink from my cup

But refuse me

even the scraps of your table.

I can’t trust those like me

To help a fellow man

When they’re much to busy

Devoting their 1,000+ “likes”

To a cat video.

You’ll drain me

Till I’m bleached bone.

My frame not a glimpse of my soul,

More a glimpse of your pocket

But alas your supplier I’ll remain

For the brush and oil

Are my flesh and blood,

My only true romance.

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7 thoughts on “Starving Artist

  1. Oh how I know this feeling. it’s why I don’t like cats… always stealing my attention.
    This is a really good piece it’s got a power to it that’s hard to ignore. Anyone trying to express themselves can feel something in this piece especially the entertainer

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