A ticking time bomb
Insomniac and a slippery soap salesman
Channel primal male agression
into a shocking
new form of therapy
their concept catches on
with underground "fight clubs"
Forming in every town
until a Sensuous
and mysterious woman
comes betwen
the two men and
ignites an out of control
spiral towards
oblivion...
Anonymous
12:52:55 AM
9 comments:
... Did you just try to write a poem about "Fight Club?"
Wow... really bad.
Its the back of the mvies typed in stanzas, people call anything art and its disgusting.
I have to say, this annoyed me too. But mainly because I want it to say "oblivion".
This is actually an exact copy of the back of Fight club but with diffrent format and a typo or two.
^
And it's you typing it up in "different structure" that makes it an attempt at poetry.
Or did you restructure it for no reason, in which case it's even more worthless than the movie already was.
And yeah... "oblivian" really made me crazy too.
First and foremost, The format is creative even though the content is less than original.
For those of you who have a personal canon as to how poetry or art should be defined, and barrage the OP with the crime of imitation, consider "Such Great Heights" done by Iron and Wine.
Would you hurl identical insults at this group for covering a song not their own, only in a different format?
Ponder it.
Open your eyes
Unhinge your minds
"Would you hurl identical insults at this group for covering a song not their own, only in a different format?"
Yeah. I might.
Why?
I did it because i think its silly to define art in anyway.
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