Is everything mostly rubbish, or is it just me?
I’m not the only one to say that, you see.
What everyone knows is wrong.
That could be my song.
Someone else said that, I don’t know who.
Eighty per cent of what is called art is not art.
I quote, don’t break my heart.
That is true in this and every age.
Poets are filled with impotent rage.
The good stuff lasts, don’t worry.
Death, don’t hurry.
30th June, 2016