It's My Party

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Vintage Words

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This is my world and my space. While you are here, you will obey my rules or you will be bounced. My bouncer looks like Conan The Barbarian so resistance will be futile. 

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Leave the excessive need to lead at the door along with any personal baggage; hatred, ire, bigotry, tendencies toward laxidasicalness, and the obsession with you and everything about you.

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Why sacrifice all that makes me me to join you you may ask? There's a poet's detoxification party going on here perpetually. No creativity necessary, a clever usage of Webster's leave at home.

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Too much writing and reading drives poets beyond distraction. Come in, shed your load of whatever ilk and dimension your haesthetic owns, then breathe deep. How to survive as a human not in the mythical, ethereal, surreal, prosody laden, or image illuminated existential realms is up in here.

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allets

08-27-16

1033p

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