the pale-faced
standing around
crush and grind
brown art then
roll it up and
burn it down
they’re high on
theft
they don’t see it
that way
at most they’ll claim
it’s about admiration
any appropriation
an innocent mistake
but make no bones
about it — certainly
not the bones
they flicked aside
before they lit up —
they know exactly
what they have done
high on stolen lives
they create
what they call
a vibrant multicultural
experience
that from this angle
just looks more like
more of the usual
white smoke