Untouched by human hand
Kept at bay, always at a distance
Abused by aficionados
Held up on high, for paraplegic parasites
Pillars of establishment
With crooked views on impaired expectations
Sour water
I have drunk from the black bottomless well
Unmoved by human voice, held off
Always some for instance
Down I sink, deeper into the dungeon
Abducted for an exhibition with a catalogue
I am bound with words and pictures
Opened at random
Go away why don't you
Or else move in
Move in much closer
Don't stand, unmoved, at a distance
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