“All
poets have to be exiled” –The Laws by Plato
I
find it
marvelous
that
poets
can
pick a word from so many
and
put it where, next to
other
words,
it
creates an idea that seems
to
have always existed.
But
that’s the problem.
It
didn’t exist
and
never will.
Poets
lie.
We
can’t celebrate this.
Break
their pens and false wisdom.
Break
their hands and send them away.