Cheap imitations and phony real fakes
Lovely cream frosting on tasty shit cakes
Please help yourself to the bounteous delights
Stretching your vision to lofty new heights
People draw pictures and poems they still write
Thinking they make something new for our sight
For such is the world there is nothing new
The grass is still green the sky is still blue
Pictures of flowers and paintings of pain
Everything new is the same old again
Tortured prose written with droll pen and ink
Suicide poems take us close to the brink
Cheap imitations of all that’s been done
Clever revisions are fooling no one
We’ve seen it before an endless supply
All has been done once it makes my heart sigh
© 2009 Helen Bascom
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