‘Bad Art’

Can be just as moving as 

good art y’know. 

You always told me

aesthetics includes

More than just the…

P R E T T Y  T H I N G S

Though to navigate, pilot, 

being-in-the-world, 

Earph, that is,

or, even the Black Forest, 

or, even the afterlife,

or, even psychosis,

or, even inter-dimensional travel.

Following T H E   P R E T T Y  

Sure is essential, 

advice given. 

One’s compass, desert guide, 

a user’s manual, a north star,

a sextant, an astrolabe, a map.

Easy? Nope.

So what is so alluring 

about T H E  U G L Y for me?

equally, I love T H E  U G L Y

I guess, for starters…

without bad art,

there’s no good art

never, I speculate, Facts. 

Ever see a flower pot…

big, floppy, asymmetrical

M A N  F E E T

anklessly supporting a 

H I D E O U S, 

M A N�"T R O L L face?

Flip, flop, smack, repeat

as it runs toward you

on solid hardwood flooring

A decadently fowl concept

Those feet, smacking, barefoot

on 

blacktop

on-top 

roof shingles

over 

tiling

over-top 

linoleum 

across 

hardwood 

down 

the hallway

inside 

Y O U R  house

S M A C K I N G  &  S L A P P I N G

toward 

Y O U

with determined gait

moves unsteady & irate

G R I M A C I N G

M E N A C I N G L Y

S N I C K E R I N G 

L A U G H I N G 

with stone permanence

feverishly coming

Misguidedly coming

He’s coming, 

Just coming

for you. We don’t know.

F O O L I S H L Y

S N I F F L I N G

D R O O L I N G

B A B B L I N G

In macabre fashion

fixated on

T H U M P I N G 

T H U D D I N G 

W A D D L I N G

unfettered ambulation in the

U G L I E S T

H E A V Y

C L U M S Y

Manner conceivable

It’s D I S G U S T I N G

It’s V I L E

It’s D R E A D F U L

It’s G R O S S

It’s U G L Y

It’s B A D  A R T

Should we avoid this, him,

deranged misfit?

a lost object d’art?

a science project or

an art class mistake?

Simply because its not

T H E  P R E T T Y  T H I N G S 

Rather, the prettiest thing? 

Who’s responsible

For this monster man…

Flower pot, after all. Isn't it?

We’re bad art, sometimes,

its okay, to have purple paint

S P L A T T E R E D sometimes

Its love unconditional.

Its life unconventional.

Its lore inconceivable.

Stainless steel was invented by accident y’know.

Therefore, its proofed out:

Bad art can be followed too.

We’re the product of…

a beautiful disaster, 

a cataSophie, 

a Mike-wreck

When the plane crashes into the mountain

The pilot still sees stars, doesn’t he?

Silver lining is cheaper for coffins

But has a cadaverous charm to it.

Bad art is still A R T, moving art

Isn’t it pretty to think so?

Bad Art made us. 

Made us G O O D  A R T

It’s beautiful because it was, is

our flower pot, 

a special one,

the O N L Y one.

I need it.

Author's Note

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