Either you are sorting it out, or you are full of it.

Monday, July 26, 2010

Sitting in the Lobby of the Peninsula Shanghai

I want to know why it is that glitter replaced ink,

And all the artworks of a great nation

Were wrapped up in a smirking irony

Embracing the gaudy demands of materialism

But grasping its ideals with wrenched palms.


But then I remember

An embrace never opens up the world.

It silently covets a corner

And creates another hiding place within it.

posted by ferret at 12:37 am  

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