Performance Art

A Poem

Photo by Anastasiia Shevchenko: https://www.pexels.com/photo/woman-with-long-black-hair-sitting-in-chair-with-tilt-head-and-legs-on-backrest-10568834/

did you think me an artist
once upon a time?

put me on display
and watch me mourn
this life of petty gatherings
as we try to find some meaning

i can’t see through the haze,
and you left first in the dead of night

i could tell you a thousand pretty lies,
but every one would still be a piece of me

and there’s no harm in saying sorry
when the feelings just aren’t there

my life is just one big glass house,
and people love to cast their stones

my existence is drawn out to perfection
when it’s just a useless endeavor in fake niceties

can you see me now —
or did i disillusion you too
somewhere along the winding way
on this broken yellow brick road?

i can’t trip my way through the fog,
but maybe i could dance away the pain

i could sing you a million wondrous ballads,
but not a single one would ever hit you true and hard