Our Violent Puzzle

Written By Patricia Kalidonis

Keep up the pace. And stick to the rhythm.

March to your own drummer, but don't cause a schism.


We love it when you're on the mark. We love when you're on time. 

We love to watch you overcome. We love to watch you die. 

Virtues of the body. And virtues of the mind.

March to your own drummer, but be sure to stay aligned.

We hope you beat the odds. We hope you won't get lazy. 

And when we don't believe your pain, we hope you won't go crazy. 

If you are angelic, we'll be sure to show you pity,

We'll mend, reform, redress. 

But if we deem you of no value,

We honestly could not care less

Solve our violent puzzle with a smile on your face,

March to your own drummer, you wretched charity case


We love to hear a tale of woe.

We love to cure affliction.

Breathe deeply, if you have the lungs,

Here comes more constriction. 

No time like the present. No rest for the weary.

March to your own drummer.

We think you're just great,

…in theory. 

We're here to claim your genius, assuming you rise above.

We're here to cause your atrophy, 

Your future undreamed of.

Patricia Kalidonis

I am a visual artist and arts administrator who is passionate about creating accessible and inclusive art experiences. As a Squarespace web designer, I aim to support artists, performers, collectives and grassroots cultural organizations by offering sliding scale website design and management. I am specifically interested in helping fellow creative people build websites that follow WCAG guidelines, while still highlighting their unique artistic style.

https://www.PatriciaKalidonis.com