"why like this"

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by: Johannes de Silentio



"this work is polarizing," she thought.
the skull of a goat wrapped in stolen metal wiring.
seven feet high, twice as wide as a real
human, beast, bestiality.

"like reality, but better. i'd like to display him."
the artist responded, "installation will be tiring."
"no matter," she said. "this work reminds me
of nothing I've read and everything I've seen."

and she thought inside, "us;" and she meant another,
an other, a match, a mate, a brother,
nothing matches. "why like this," she thought.
"patience mimics care, poorly, as a virtue."

"the opposing viewers may want to hurt you,"
said artist, in regards to his sculpture. still
thinking of love, the woman replied to herself;
her answer, true, for either the guy or myself,

"i care outside confrontation that suggests otherwise.
i am getting better at forgetting to apologize.
i admit imbalance.
it persists, the valence."


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