BEING PRECIOUS IS
OUT OF TIME
Here's a hunch, just another one.
I'm tired of people so vague that
they're perfect. The punctual time
of the clock on the wall tells them
to tell others: What they ate, where
they went, what they wore, and who
was there. I'm glad you're Vicente
Glimmachy shoes were six-hundred
and eighty-one dollars, but you should
shove them up your butt. Your new
foundational ethics fall flat, you heel.
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Letting us go to the museum, you
note, means not just looking at art,
though it's all so 'great!', but looking
at others as well, and being seen.
You look like a Picasso dog.
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