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Life is Art

Found poetry from the book “Humans of New York”


I’m just figuring out what to do.

I want to change the world but I don’t know how.

I used to live in a plastic bubble.

I woke up, smoked a bowl,

grabbed some random stuff I found by the door,

and headed outside.

Every time I force myself to go outside, something wonderful happens.


I’ve got all these crazy personalities I can do.

In my free time I like to perform in burlesque shows.

Will you give me a couple of bucks if I dance?

(A very private performance commenced)

Y’all gonna have to pay when I get to the Apollo.


I look like God, don’t I?

One day you’re gonna realize who I am and you’re gonna say “Holy shit!”

(And in this moment, like a swift intake of breath, the rain came.

I’m not making this up)

I really don’t have time to talk, these shadows are changing every second.

(I realized it was nothing but an army of shadows)

Somebody’s got to make the clouds.


I’d rather be interesting because I created something.

Damn liberal arts degree.