and narrow definitions of greatness,
allow creative work to be enjoyed for its own sake.
I've always said there are three kinds of poetry:
academic, slam (performance-based) and anti-poetry.
I am of the latter.
there are no rules in this river.
except the rule of love and fear,
which is the only sky's voice of reason,
tumbling down.
We need more love and fear.
Between it all,
we are hollow horses,
trying to storm the gates
of hidden hearts.
Between it all,
we are hollow horses,
trying to storm the gates
of hidden hearts.