Art for Farts’ Sake
The monstrous lack of any sense in art
Was followed by the monstrous lack of sense
In thinking and philosophy . The part
Of Derrida and Deconstruction’s dense
Offensive springs to mind. A crazed theory
Of this and that philosopher in turn
Produced these dead end thoughts, mostly dreary.
The twentieth century wanted to burn
Up everything before syllogisms
Of its own academic brains. What went
Before surrendered to hypnotisms
Like Marx and Freud and Jung. New Critics bent
The way that academe had dealt with books.
The artists led to piracy by crooks.
I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again: Art is Fart. It bears repeating.
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