Sunday, October 2, 2011

Let's Call It . . .

The cat puked up an odd-shaped hairball.
I slopped red wine on the living room rug.
The neighbor's dog is a half block of roadkill.
Fuck it.  Let's just call it art.

Unemployment is blood on the bar graph.
Bills are stacked in unsteady piles.
Pink slips fill the street like confetti.
Fuck it.  Let's just call it art.

Dark spots on the chest x-ray.
Canyons on the EKG.
Purpling bruises on a child.
Fuck it.  Let's just call it art.

It's all graffiti on the gravestone.
It's all billboards on the brain.
It's all Coke straight to the cortex.
Fuck it.  Let's just call it art.

For Poetics at dVerse

A Shout-Out:  Over at Word Garden, Shay's piece had this line:
"You smear brimstone on the hearth stone
And tell me its pop art."
Either it just wormed its way into my brain, or I steal from the best.  Probably both.


Brian Miller said...

oh dang the second and third stanzas...damn...the blood on the unemplyment chart and bruises on the child....just shaking my head...

Shawna said...

"Let's just call it art." Love it. :)

And if someone didn't come up with that line, I wouldn't be an artist! :P

Caty said...

the last stanza just sealed it all! Awesome. I have to say "The neighbor's dog is a half block of roadkill." for some reason gave me a lol moment :)

Victoria Ceretto-Slotto said...

Yep! Sounds like pop art to me. Like the repetition of the last line of each stanza. Thanks for bellying up to the bar.

Sylvia K said...

Yep, fuck it! Let's just call it art! The perfect post for my mood today, MZ!! Priceless! No one says it better!


Fireblossom said...


fuckit! ;-)

hedgewitch said...

There are other things we could call it, but we'd have to invent new curse words.

Strumpet said...

I love this. I truly, truly do.

I'd wear that as a tee-shirt:

"Fuck it. Let's just call it art."

In fact, I think that's my new motto.

I better repeat it, just to make sure I've got it in my noggin' good:

"Fuck it. Let's just call it art."

God, that's good.

izzy said...

I really like the 'art' in these 3
verses, even without the last line.
visual and rhythm. thanks!

Anonymous said...

I'm guessing you're not a fan of Damien Hirst, well, me neither :).

lori said...

Nice! It sounds like you're ready to start a revolution. I'll be happy to join you :)

Steve King said...

This is so powerful. What a great use of refrain. It's impossible to stop reading once one begins. So direct, visceral and familiar. Super job.

Anonymous said...

Your refrain is perfect and the poem speaks loudly of what is unfamiliar and confounding at times. Enjoyed.

Cheryl said...

Shaking my head with Brian. Those 2 stanzas were a gut punch.

ab said...

Wow. This one packs a whole lotta' punch.

Eric 'Bubba' Alder said...

Art, by any other name, should still be hung.

happygirl said...


Sometimes the stuff on the walls is similar. And they call it art.

ayala said...

Powerful write, MZ.

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Fred said...

SO true. I agree completely. Great examples to, and it has a nice rhythmic pattern- excellent job

Gemma Wiseman said...

I'm joining the refrain!
"Fuck it. Let's just call it art."
All the social ills and blotches and sour lemons crammed into a tiny poetic bubble and spewed out!
"Fuck it. Let's just call it art."

Steve Isaak said...

Love this, wish I'd written this (said in an amiable, non-jealous way).

Ed Pilolla said...


seasideauthor said...

Great rant... You should have been on Wall Street today! With a bullhorn! Let's call it art..
Very expressive write and a lot said with just a few words!

Margaret said...

Absolutely perfect! The permanent black maker on my freshly painted hallway... "Fuck it, let's just call it art". My 3 year old "artist" will like this. :)