Spills Into Cups

their dancing spills into cups incognito but i know who the fuck you are/ your bones spread out like demons deep into the devil night/ and there it is, falls down, the challenge is to not allow the world to make you disappear, it will anyway, we are just the slaves and have had it finished/

Interpretation. Representation. Expression. What is meant by saying that a work of art is expressive and how do we determines whether it has the right to exist. I am inappropriate for the Art World to regurgitate. Reignite. Resolve. Restrict. I have tried to care. It never works.