lordsteeb:

i have a 100% true story for you: tonight i read at a poetry open-mic hosted by a friend and this guy named Mordecai Achilles (i promise this is true) got up and performed, in a fake british accent and from memory, a 10-minute godawful steam-of-conciousness slam poem “from the perspective of a polar bear” while he strutted and randomly squatted all over the stage and then he forgot the rest of it and stopped and we all applauded and he proceeded to give a 10-minute impromptu and totally disjointed speech about peace and brotherhood and art, MAAAAAAN while my friend and i looked around the room for anything sharp enough to murder him with

Public and open opportunities to share art, or, well, any sharing of art in any public space has the potential to be utterly transcendental.

But then there’s this stuff. I feel for ya, steeb, even if I’ve never dealt with that particular brand of art/writing dumbassery before.

(Source: orbsteeb)

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    holy shit
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