Time to Remix Myself
Hi all- So that first poem was blah. And it continues to be blah. But in the spirit of Rod, I'm going to take the base elements of that poem and continue to change it, every night this week, and remix it (or revise, but yeah whatever it's a remix) for five days. I will actively agree with you that it's a naff poem and pretty undercooked and poorly sentimental. Let's see how I do, and if I can find something of worth. What I'm going to do is just edit this post with new versions of it, so that by Thursday there'll be original, remix 1, remix 2, remix 3, remix 4. I might remix the remixes. We'll see. So it'll appear in that order in the post. Once again, the genesis for this is this installation . If you're interested, please check back! *** Crumble It starts how all things start – sweet, structured, and stable. As time went on, more grease, more coagulant in your castle. I tried to stop the crackling, the popping, the humid dissolution. I to...