your art

your art,

silk ribbon tied
glittering,
gift wrapped

expert blend
ambrosial toxin
in a box,

gold,
pearl clear
and pale

sold to gullible,
fool and braggart
alike,

pure liniment,
nostrum for tortured soul,
or broken heart;

for what is art
but certain chicane,
sleight of hand?

you intoxicate.
i don't know why i live,
given the dose i should have died.





your art
~noxalio~