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Poetry Critical 2.0
Hey guys, Donald here.
In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.
But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?
Development updates from Twitter:
|Letter to My Sense of Superiority|
Everyone is different, and has different tastes,
but you think that only your opinion matters.
You make ideal that which is imperfect.
You break with reality so it cannot hurt you.
You see a flaw, a bump
where it ought not be,
so you turn to your brother Delusion,
and he twists it until it is charming.
Quite a pair you make.
You are a drug, and like all drugs
you have side effects.
Common side effects are separation from humanity,
disdain toward others
and often self-hatred.
Other side effects include being alienated,
being despised, and in severe cases
a psychotic episode may occur.
I know you are bad for me,
but I don't know how to live without you so
let's try and make this work.
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