I shall feign no more
Picasso on my finger
and there were no easels
Picasso on my finger
but not on the walls
Picasso hops the city
wherever fit to roam
wish to have in my clothes
on a plane Paris bound
... where I couldn't pretend to afford
content understated pewter
decorative protective shield
grimacing and dignified
other fingers may learn what jilted is...
this day
when sported I feel aristocratic
... artsy, enigmatic
advancement has been born
Picasso’s on my finger
with compliments to unknown definitive