this is a poem for schiele
and how much he loved his penis
but it's as much about my penis
and how great it is
and how classic and grotesque you are
with your nudes and staring face
I hope you'll see schiele's face
staring out of this poem
and that you'll see my face
staring out of shiele's poemface
schiele you'll spring from a tree
before you know it
but I don't know if your face is a natural twist
or if it came after your birth like a scar
schiele please remix this poem
and I will draw a picture of you on MS Paint
I will trace sharp angles to base the body
then curved bare-ass nothing maybe veil of pubes
fill your face with swirls or wrinkles or blushes
and write "1979" in the middle
because I'm just as vain
as you are
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Egon Schiele (12 June 1890 – 31 October 1918) (pronounced [ˈʃiːlə], approximately SHEE-luh) was an Austrian painter.
he was 28 when he died, so he must have been like the first jimi hendrix or something.
James Marshall Hendrix (born Johnny Allen Hendrix; November 27, 1942 – September 18, 1970) was an American guitarist, singer and songwriter.
haha
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