Thursday, November 4, 2010

And the telescope reports...

Wellsprings out of time. This is the core of poems in our age. Poems are insensitive to the needs of the time. Poems are about poems and nothing else. Poems are consistently problems. Poems are not stripteases. Poems are incapable of hitting the thing itself since the '60s. Poems are hard. Poems are elitist. Poems are vicious. Poems disdain novels. Poems are far from personal. Poems are hatred. Poems are unemotional. Poems are racial. Poems cause fights. Poems are not worth it. Poems are unnappealing. Poems are not assertive enough. Poems are a wide winter snowscape. Poems are not necessary. The well read do not need to read poems. Poems make prose redundant, but are not redudant before that. Poems have to confront men before they can be freed. Poems drink human blood in sacrifice. Poems are thick bark. Poems are an outdated salvation. One only needs a few poems. Poems discourage the wide for the deep. Poems come in chunks. Poems are not backed by the government. Poems are starving. Poems are worth overlooking. Poems are not lyrics. Poems are rarely printed. Poems try to fit in hard.

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