HIGH ART
I
got lost with my mother
&
my brother in the halls
of
the Metropolitan Museum of Art
&
we argued over everything
that
caught our six deadly,
discerning
eyes:
judgment
day had come
to
Pablo Picasso,
Andy
Warhol & Jackson Pollock,
but
we all loved Salvador Dali’s
melting
Crucifix.
My
brother teased me
over
my LSD past
in
the face of surrealism
when
he whispered
“trippy,
huh?”
&
stoned on Xanax,
I
nodded in smiling
overgrown
bearded
wistful
memory
agreement
of
an
earlier time
when
I discovered
another
world
beyond
art
beyond
society
beyond
who we all were
&
where we came from
&
what we all thought
&
what we all felt
about
each other
as
I nodded off
on
the subway home
&
remembered
who
I used to think
I
wanted to be.
Kevin Ridgeway's latest books include "Invasion of the Shadow People" (Luchador Press) and "A Ludicrous Split 2" (w/ Gabriel Ricard, Back of the Class Press). His work has appeared in Hiram Poetry Review, New York Quarterly, Gargoyle Magazine, Chiron Review, Trailer Park Quarterly and Nerve Cowboy, among others. He lives and writes in Long Beach, CA.
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