POLLOCK’S LAST SNOWFLAKE
The question posed a voluptuous riddle.
Were these frenzied silhouettes
pole-dancing in black and blue
drooling the white slip
the sinewy gestures of Jackson Pollock’s dribble?
coveted in a cracked glass
where crystalline veins erupt
fatally flirting with windowpanes.
The anonymous physicist found
relying on African fractals
and reflexive theories of self-similarity
(like the infinite peculiarity of the figure 8 )
that these calculated drips
were indeed, not authentic.