Who’s known van Gogh?
Who followed his mind’s lines
And concluded to his chin?
Who knows him?
They’ll praise his depression, eh?
And say what a fine thing
He dressed himself in that fat, black saturation

So who knows van Gogh
For to paint the light that
Even he never saw?
It beat from his chest
Cast onto his breast
Who knows Vinny?
He who to his mind
Was enslaved, chained
To canvased paint
Awaiting his weight

Do you know van Gogh?
Or just the sunflowers from his beard?

Written 4/06/2025