Thursday, April 28, 2022

 'life of an artist' 

or
overheard in maloca cafe, bodø

by john penis 
@PENISCorp 

gray days in bodø 
a sassy girl making pastries 
a hot one 

christ is nailed to so many walls, 
the life of an artist is maybe 
ignoring all the christ on the wall 

satan is god's god 
i heard someone say 
drink your coffee and shut up, artist! 

π

baudelaire has been entombed 
napoleon entombed 
time to dig up some corpses! 

this cafe sells crystals at the front
i think we frightened the barrista 
none of us shave
all of us long, long goatees 

black jeans, poundmaker boots, 
a sinister black ops battalion 
we're the grey pharoahs, okay
we spell 'pharoahs' wrong on purpose okay 
artists make 'mistakes', then hopefully, sell them? ok?

you had a baby, was that a mistake???

π

a foghorn,,, 
the cry of an arctic puffin,,,

shut up and drink your coffee, artist! 

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