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great
poems
are
like
911
calls
screaming
&
pared
down
&
urgent
pretension
beaten
out
of
them
by
crushing
circumstances
not
a
literary
game
but
the
real
motherfucking
deal
would
you
use
rhyme
&
meter
when
you
dialled
9-1-1
for
help?
then
why
do
it
in
poetry
you
dont
have
as
much
time
as
you
think
- rob plath
