12-22-2018, 08:29 AM
I just don't understand Social Media. The point of it. I go out at night and want to have me a good time. And everybody's sitting around on their phones. And eventually some Negative Nancy gets offended, and everybody stops what they're doing to get me out of the place. Disturbing the peace, I guess. Then I go home. Feel like shit. . . . What am I supposed to do, sit around talking to you people all day? Who the hell here wants to do that?
The thing about poetry, people like it. They get touched by it. But there are plenty of other things to do. Poetry and knight-errantry are both wonderful things. So was Jesus. But who the fuck wants to live like Jesus, these days? . . . Poetry is there to touch people when they want to be touched. Unfortunately for poets, poets don't get to choose when somebody wants to be touched.
I know this sounds cliched. But it's the god awful truth. Look at all the beauty that came out of broke people. All of American and everywhere else music. All the wonderful gay artists. All the wonderful criminal artists. All the underdogs. The Cliched Underdogs. All the abused. The fucked up. The retarded. All the desperate really. Who created art because there wasn't anything else to do. . . . Really. . . . Now we have to compete with all that. But anybody can do it, really. They just have to step out, and . . . do it. And those who have wonderful lives and produce better art than any of us dream of. . . Well, I just guess we're going to have to outdo them, now aren't we? We only live once, despite what those fancypants Buddhists and Vedas say. We got to get our rocks off, in a beautiful manner, matter, what ever the fuck ever. I'm alive now. It aint my fault Shakespeare shat all over the English language and Dante on the ones I DON'T KNOW. . . . That's my Republican Right-Wing American views on one thing.
The thing about poetry, people like it. They get touched by it. But there are plenty of other things to do. Poetry and knight-errantry are both wonderful things. So was Jesus. But who the fuck wants to live like Jesus, these days? . . . Poetry is there to touch people when they want to be touched. Unfortunately for poets, poets don't get to choose when somebody wants to be touched.
I know this sounds cliched. But it's the god awful truth. Look at all the beauty that came out of broke people. All of American and everywhere else music. All the wonderful gay artists. All the wonderful criminal artists. All the underdogs. The Cliched Underdogs. All the abused. The fucked up. The retarded. All the desperate really. Who created art because there wasn't anything else to do. . . . Really. . . . Now we have to compete with all that. But anybody can do it, really. They just have to step out, and . . . do it. And those who have wonderful lives and produce better art than any of us dream of. . . Well, I just guess we're going to have to outdo them, now aren't we? We only live once, despite what those fancypants Buddhists and Vedas say. We got to get our rocks off, in a beautiful manner, matter, what ever the fuck ever. I'm alive now. It aint my fault Shakespeare shat all over the English language and Dante on the ones I DON'T KNOW. . . . That's my Republican Right-Wing American views on one thing.