the creative

I was busily engaged in
making a pastiche out of
emotions and Skippy
Peanut Butter

She was on the phone to
our agent, asking when
and if we would have a
next booking

It was at that moment that
she realized my commercial
viability was limited and
that she maybe should have
chosen a mortician

I, of course, realized nothing,
given that the true artist
sees no reality save what
she or he creates

Or destroys

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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