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fire doesn't melt ice
Fire doesn’t melt ice
Its justifies ice
I don’t call myself a poet
Because I write poetry
I call myself a poet
Because I grasp poetry.
Little boys act hard
To fool others
Into thinking they don’t get hard
And fags love women too,
But their amazons are flat chested
And they mistake anger for masculinity
And forget to separate femininity from the gender
They all rant and rabble, not clashing, just overwhelming.
And my demons are the ones who look from a different perspective,
And my angels are falling,
Because who could justify this perspective?
Philosophers condemn metaphor
It isn’t concrete enough
Poets condemn poetry
In favor of the form,
Shedding all philosophy,
So the stanza prevails.
Prevailing powers look at each other with respect,
They will rape their allies.
Their allies will be bruised enough
To fight on their own.
Friendship is about collective interest
And pretending such exists
Pretending is like truth telling
Pretending just means one less deceived.
