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Anti-Poetry

The writings of a glum lord.

Saturday, January 6, 2007

Manifesto

To destory the normelle ideas of poetry

NOT

Because there is ennything WRONG with poetry

BUT

Because there is nothing WRITE with pottery.

There's your motherfucking poem, asshole.
Posted by Stephanie Williamsonian at 1:08 PM

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