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Hopefully restricted to posting poems that move me in some fashion so as not to clog up Grace Notes @ Snarkattack.

Note: 'move' is neither positive or negative. Which means I'll also post poems I find incredibly wanky, of which there are many.

'Eunoia' by Christian Bok

Relentless, the rebel peddles these theses, even when vexed peers deem the new precepts ‘mere dreck’. The plebes resent newer verse; nevertheless, the rebel perseveres, never deterred, never dejected; heedless, even when hecklers heckle the vehement speeches. We feel perplexed whenever we see these exerpted sentences. We sneer when we detect the clever scheme – the emergent repetend: the letter E. We jeer; we jest. We express resentment. We detest these depthless pretenses – these present-tense verbs expressed pell-mell. We prefer genteel speech, where sense redeems senselessness.