Whoever created this art
Must have sensed the zeitgeist
Its imperfections are stunning
The more you look at it
The more flaws appear
And the more it appeals
To our distorted ideals
And submissive aesthetics
Tethered to culture
Whenever I see it
I’m reminded how near
We have remained
To our own failings
Our sublime dereliction
Impoverishing poverty
Denying earth’s dying
Praising the monstrous
Believing in art and in others