my issue with reading poetry now n days is that it all feels shallow. not honest. people taking fancy words and placing them around in the idea of art. but less honest. it feels like their goal is the image of it. not what they're actually trying to say. trying to sound beautiful rather than try being what it actually is.
i might be completely fucking wrong but it's all a matter of perspective now aint it?
my theory on the birth of poetry
there was someone who was crazy and insane beyond belief.while they wandered around aimlessly they spat out what at the time wouldve been a mass amount of nonsense.
but one day an artist heard the crazy person. was whoa'd by what he heard.
so he decided to try writing the same things he did. and copies the crazy person.
and from there. it kinda went its own way.
thats my theory.
i dont give no shit what any book tells me otherwise.
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