I draw would not kill.
In order not to steal, I write the pictures.
On these canvases nothing is represented at all,
I am an artist that would be completely neutral and useless in society,
I can not be drafted into the army, no one can sell me goods,
I’m an abex, a quintessence of meaninglessness.
These canvases could have portraits of the leaders,
but now there are just color, understand?
I could vote for the Communists, but I’m an abex and my voice can not be used, it’s already used.
When death comes for me, what she will take? Absolute nothing.
Abex is immortality here and now.