Sound of
Reason
My many
tattoos mark me for glances and oohs
At times
boos because I’m seen for drugs and booze
I’ll
curse your derision silently, or laugh with satisfaction
Then
there’re the compliments and at times ladies will say “may I touch”?
Amusing
how displays thru’ art, clothes or accessories affect
Its
others honesty reacting to “stuff”
I have
the desire to display, maybe provoke you see
It’s my
honesty because it illuminates me
I’m
curious about apparent paradoxes
In my
case what I write is my Identity
But ask
me a question directly and I’ll wonder about that curiosity
In
reality it’s all about soothing the psyche
A true artist
doesn’t go around promoting anarchy
For art
demands logic thru’ the method of chaos
That
profound universal order we seek to fathom
The
universe vibrates to 441 Hertz; music’s the sound of reason
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