Poetry is just the evidence of life.
If your life is burning well,
poetry is just the ash.
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a summons is delivered so that one might appear before the law and speak about what one considers to be the thing that is called "one's life". in this court the deliberation is silent, the cross examination is speechless and the verdict is never spoken. in this court are all the "guidelins" on becoming a poet_the poetics.
but one never becomes a poet.
one nver learns the poetics.
let us simply read the summons
(which we orselves write)
for this is poetry.
welcome to the funhouse
but
for whom is the funhouse fun?
the above note was left by me
him that is cased between b and d
I silently recognized you
among all the letters of the alphabet
with no introduction
other than a handshake
Traditional fun houses were removed after parks created the more profitable walk-throughs.Then the theme parks took over.No danger, just consumerism.
Entertainment in the fun house came from challenging the senses, allowing perception to expand.Facing fears and overcoming them.Screaming and laughing.That's enjoyment, and who would want to miss it?
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