SUPPOSED TO BE


It’s supposed to be ugly, but beautiful inside. It’s supposed to be a pepper with the heat in the middle. It’s supposed to be somebody if there is no one. It’s supposed to be together cause you made it. It’s supposed to be a warning like the clanging of a bell. It’s supposed to be a tip that you shouldn’t tell her everything. It’s supposed to be easy when you’re up there on the stage. It’s supposed to have a tune if it’s a song. It’s supposed to be a message to someone. 

It’s supposed to be pleasure. It’s supposed to be a thrill. It’s supposed to take the chrome off a trailer hitch. It’s supposed to be a talent. It’s supposed to be a privilege. It’s supposed to be fix, but it’s not. It’s supposed to be the cat’s pajamas. It’s supposed to be worth the cover. It’s supposed to be the mother road in between the mountains. It’s supposed to be like you’re in a hurry to be going where you’re going. It’s supposed to be you’ll ever even get there. It’s a journey, not a destination. It’s supposed to be just what it’s supposed to be. It’s just supposed to be that way.


FORTUNE COOKIE
In art you can make one move
too many and dilute a good piece
like the Mona Lisa with a vape pen.

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