The Nude Girl and the Abbot, from The Decameron, Hans Schäufelein, before 1534. Public Domain.

black matte spray collimate

at the museum of digest feminism
Boccaccio quotes have been stricken thru

the time to digress was then
sometime in the 14th century wrought

in yersinia pestis yellow and arte della lana blue
centuries before its gabardine inception

such foul humors seep thru the crack
in Boccaccio’s wall

the identifying placard in the shape
of a carmine limned lanced buboe

“Meanwhile, we’re drinking our four-dollar coffees and improving our bodies. The capitalist world has sold us all on…”

so much depends on a red
transliteration

glazed with testosterone rage beside
the white klan hood

“Fuck it, let’s see what comes out!”
a Gordon & Boccaccio conflation

“I always think of my art as political, in that it’s social. But there’s no single way to make art, or to be political. Something that looks overtly political might just be a design, and what looks like a design might be political.”
— Kim Gordon