Carl Andre

I saw a bearded man
and two bricks
one atop another
On a gallery floor
Is that art?
my mind asked itself
The facial expression made me a bit queasy
I may have smiled
but now I don't remember
They protest at Andre's events now
push comes to shove
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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