Going Nowhere

Glass door opened with a loud click
Pulled by a tall boy in tight pants
Modest facial hair/huge cow lick
"Thank you so much for coming"
The handshake like a wet clam
Quivering slightly before being eaten
The walk through underwhelming
Photos on rag paper pinned to the wall
A Tattooed Man, badly composed,
Half-heartedly shot, like snaps
From a perverts hard-drive
Here shown as art - why?
Because the photographer is indigenous and gay?
Why do we privilege bad art simply because
It is supplied by minorities?
As a salve to our middle class guilt?
Sorry - I am not middle class and I have no guilt
The photos are poorly shot, badly rendered
They have the appearance of "happy snaps"
Even moments of pure poetry are poorly captured
Ok the guy is in a wheelchair but what the fuck?
That would make it EASIER to take a good photo
Because, despite what the subject does
Lets face it, the photographer
Isn't going anywhere.

© shaun patrick green 2011