you're the shittest actors imaginable! where's your raw appreciation for modern music?! your berserker mode of inclining to drum along with the recorded beat, where the heart?! where the fathomable fraction of your: if there be a soul?!

poets learn too many words
they haven't mastered
into a paragraph...
you can see this pain
like you can spot a moon at
night...
poets? they require to learn
only three words:
stop, lying* &?
             stop... pretending!
that appreciation of mozart,
to be believed?
died, when the 20th century ended.