Artist's Shame

“I am an Artist.”

I blushed.

I choked.

“I’m sorry”

Why the apology?

A noble profession

Relegated to bankruptcy

Screaming into the void

Judging your importance

Your ideas

By their entertainment value

Yoked by public opinion

Consumed

If enjoyable

“What services do you offer?”

“I make you think”

“So does the wind,

And that’s free”

Recommence

Dispense

Until vacant

Or dead