I think of the gales which I've prevailed.
The kites with wind in their sails before I witnessed them fail, now their strings are entrails.
Damn, caught all those "Tree" references peppered in there man. Shit was like one long scheme and shit. The growth really was a focus of the piece and it shown thru man. It was obvious but not slap u in the face talk down to u type shit.
Shadhin stood to the side of the great pyramids – gasping in awe…
125 degrees Fahrenheit, it was outside – That’s hot enough for this frozen solid bag to thaw
Hot enough to sizzle the egg like a frying pan – get a grip, your hand got scorched
Shadhin and his cousin Sadeem were tanned to a bronze that made them camouflage into the Sedan setting in their haggard shawls that were ragged, worn blacker than the granite dissolved
tbh right here I knew I couldnt vote for Frank, his shit was all over the fucking place. The computer chess in the beginning was weird But I wanted to bare with him, then it just got bat shit insane. Thats not my main gripe, its just that the writing style does not capture me, it dont grip me or make me riding along on each word. i kind of plod thru it like its a job
why did he do 3 seperate pieces none that read like any poem I ever seen
Frank bro what the FUCK bro?
Again, I aint a topical mastermind I only know I like what I like
Frank shit wasnt likeable to me
v/Lars
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