Creative Wriing Workshop
We revel in our deceptions,
Careen in the mallowness
Of the majolica
That is our life.
There are no truths—
Only deals.
The sky this evening
Seems surreal.
This is art.
We are critics
Of the coffee cup,
Knowing what we like.
Those who do,
Will.
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