Follies

The gallery is a sacred place
of safety and of symbols
preserving art
recording history
it encloses and encapsulates the past
sanitises revolutions
removes the barb the sting the danger

we can’t crystallise ideas
coat them with varnish
fix them in marble
and expect them
to serve us well
we can’t halt progress
we can’t go back

but we must infiltrate
liberate denial
replace this sterile order
with our own chaos
our frivolities and follies
love lust anger hate
blood war destruction

or we die