the art of living
is to become unique
and at the same time
bridge the gap
between two infinities
the artist and the other

urinal or mud-pie
nothing here to understand
all explanations
of aesthetic objects
are false constructions
after the fact

the de-separate creation
of new works
unites the organ-grinder
and the monkey
the performer
and the benefactor

is there really any difference
ceci n'est pas une pipe
and a drunkards piss
in a lift ?

Poetry by Wumbulu
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Written on 2019-05-19 at 07:44

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