Art. Artist. Critic. Adoration

An analysts’ autoerotic fixation

A penny for a life devoid of patron

Pick up the pieces, pedestal placement…

…of a poor life glanced over

Auteur we found!

A saint we made him!

Canon by rich man’s sick amazement

Gone the maker, but still I stand,

to profit off this woeful man

The worse he was, the wonders better

Resurrected to wares by archon peddler

Oligarchs ensnare a child’s vision;

groomed to become artifact derision.

Unfair, unfazed, the cycle goes onward

Begat of trial or wealthy wiles

We etch ornate tombstone tiles

Originally composed 4/7/20