“artist”

I once met this

“Artist” who’s mom

Gave him everything he

Ever wanted even

Picked up his trash

Right after he threw it

On the floor beside him

He would just be anywhere

Anywhere in the house

And throw trash

And his mom would

Thank him for his trash.

I shit you not.

This same lady recently

Died and now he is

Acting all sad because

I guess his maid died

And now he doesn’t know

Where the trash cans are?

But don’t listen to me

Go see his

Exhibition dedicated

To how much he loves his mom

You know

The one he treated like a

Trash can when she was

Still alive

I guess that’s the

Grittiest thing they’re willing

To let white men cry about


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