what period
of time we're in
is
vague.
with art,
with music, with
literature.
it's everything
and nothing.
copies
of what has been
done already,
it seems.
although
brilliant at times.
you don't
stand there
and say,
it's genius.
perhaps in time
you will,
or the world will,
but doubtful.
Friday, April 19, 2013
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