Read what you read at not great speed,
Believe what you believe and don’t retrieve,
Art is the art of words to enjoy for cool nerds,
Fiction and fiction creates a beautiful friction,
Fiction with some reality is life’s insanity,
Write what I write keeps a semblence of my sanity with rarity,
What is the point of this “poem” point?
I might as well say that I’m the anoint,
(I have to promote, feels strange for me actually, you can find my poetry book here:
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.