Met Resistance

Takes one to know one, they say
Well am I one now, in this low light?
A gallerist, I mean
A gallery
The kind to lay down his life
For a long night and a short day
Sits down at his easel to paint
I saved so many easels today

Just so you know
In a seedy way
I’ll stick around
But first he’s got one thing to say

Please be bold, die easily
Such a sight to see
It’s a quality of light, an elegant design
A measurement of gain
Oh, it’s such a sight, so serially divine
Metropolitan stain

Oh, look, whose young works are these?
An emerging master, not to be missed
Such that has never been seen
Who is hungry?
It was a hard room to read
It was a con, it was a concept
It’s hard to know what not to say
You see, I was a low life and it was a low-light situation

A single line
Takes on a heavy load
And a frame so fine
Safe to say will explode

Please be bold, die easily
Such a sight to see
It’s a quality of light, an elegant design
A measurement of gain
Oh, it’s such a sight, so serially divine
Metropolitan stain