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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