Art Piercing Neon
Time for a quick read?
Scandalous cadavers mimic
Their depleting surfaces
Cussing them emotionally for their
Relentless patterns of boredom
“Revolution ”
It screams
“Fight these jagged eyes,
that pierce these fads”
The art of creating
Has lost it’s judgement
It seems to have two left feet
With no original point of origin
They recycle the same ideas &
Try to pass them as new
With gemmed masks
That glitter dim
Hoping to blend in
Simple souls that rely on drugs
For that quantum leap
Just to pollute the freshness of their minds
For premature greatness
Until they regurgitate mentally
Transiently & motionlessly hover
Tracing with passion & bright colors
Sharing the same plain thoughts &
Midnight lovers
Grey streets map
Neon signs that read
“Come in tonight & be discovered”
Art in it’s simplest form
Keeps out a lurking eye
Around abstract paranoia
Begging for a savior of new talents
In the golden streets of California
I say it’s like the curates egg.
Neon Crab Tattoos & Piercing – London
