Imagine dying an unknown poet.
'They don't get discovered until 200 years after their death.'
Max was right up to date on literature.
DJ JG was spinning tunes.
Fat Boy Slim was fucking in heaven.
Jesus Christ was a nigger.
No one could fault him on his tastes.
The poet's job is to confront the truth.
'Shout it over the roof tops.'
Yes, no pussyfooting on a hot tin roof.
'You mean demolishing?'
I mean imposing your views on yourself then onto others.
'Isn''t that when the bouncers kick you out,' said JG, who then clicked on an hour-long track of his work.
The patrons evacuated, even before the first line.
'Real poetry's going to get you in trouble,' said JG, who was reading from Airstrip: Phnom Penh to Bangkok: 17 Planekillaz
'They don't get discovered until 200 years after their death.'
Max was right up to date on literature.
DJ JG was spinning tunes.
Fat Boy Slim was fucking in heaven.
Jesus Christ was a nigger.
No one could fault him on his tastes.
The poet's job is to confront the truth.
'Shout it over the roof tops.'
Yes, no pussyfooting on a hot tin roof.
'You mean demolishing?'
I mean imposing your views on yourself then onto others.
'Isn''t that when the bouncers kick you out,' said JG, who then clicked on an hour-long track of his work.
The patrons evacuated, even before the first line.
'Real poetry's going to get you in trouble,' said JG, who was reading from Airstrip: Phnom Penh to Bangkok: 17 Planekillaz
