Saturday, August 01, 2015

incidental artwork

The discard of your blood
reveals a reclining figure
or a body marked at a crime scene.
But you are not lying down
and the only crime
is that your blood has spilled,
yet it lives on in different guise.
Here, preserved on tissue,
an artwork of DNA
that cannot be forged
for you are the artist,
if only by default.
A signature is superfluous
and real ART
always has its pain.

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