Exiled

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Sotheby’s, that place where art seems to be only for the rich, possession continues not only 9/10s of the law, but adjudicated fair immunity against any appreciations by the common man.

Exiled Marble and steel walls Hold firm phantom barred captivity Knowing but empty space now Amidst the imagined visitors How suffocating this lockup This prison of laser-beamed bondage Rendering ghostlike existence Void of its creators touch Living with but posthumous memory Passion of suffering Continues its origin of pain Shrill its captured moment Frozen its anguish forever Living on concealed The Scream hangs silent In dark gilded confinement

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