If any of you have played the first BioShock, you may recognize the name Sander Cohen. He was the artist later in the game in which you had to go and find people, kill them, take their pictures, and post them up on Cohen's art collection. After playing BioShock 2 for 3 hours and staying up until 3am, the idea for this poem just came to me. Hope you all enjoy it.
Ps, for those of you who are Cohen fans, you might recognize a subtle nod to Cohen's poem "The Wild Bunny".
That's What They Say About Me
[A tribute to Sander Cohen]
A little weird
A little cuckoo
That's what they say about me
Why hate my morbidity
I'm just weirdly creative
What's wrong with being an artist?
A little wacko
A little crazy
That's what they say about me
The poems of hippity-hopping psychosis
The pictures of monstrous pain
What's wrong with being an artist?
A little demented
A little fucked up
That's what they say about me
Torturing the models
Slaughtering the muse
What's wrong with being an artist?
Very much demented
Very much deranged
That's what is brilliant about me.
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I feel the same way. Most of my class is terrified of me for that reason.
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