Poem for Art Basel

Against a backdrop of repeated references

Checked by neither morality nor policy! 

The idea of a single day 

devoted to the arts is absurd. 

About lucid dreams that jolt awake 

at the most unexpected moments. 

A literal existential necessity 

A bulwark against extinction 

A ruse to survive and preserve 

in the face of the void 

The things that we consider as normal 

Propelled by desire and desperation 

On the verge of laughter 

From the mundane to the sublime 

In the absence of faith 

It’s inventing doors along the way! 

Rising to its own invocation.