/lit/ - Literature

>>4528627
>meeting a girl who admires Cicero

Where the fuck do you live?

>Are you fucking retarded? I don't have to "back it up" as much as I don't have to "back up" that leprechauns don't exist.

>Not proven, no reason to believe, perfectly logical to not believe.

You hear that astronomers the stars you are looking for aren't proven to exist yet, so they don't. Hey, biologists, those new species you are looking for in indonesia don't exist because you haven't found them yet.
Hey Romans, America doesn't exist.
Hey Newton, gravity doesn't exist.

i wrote a poem about Caligula's horse that /lit/ liked, i write lots of poems though- this one i wrote last night. my name is table salt.


it needs to be rewritten, or extended.

The houses i inhabit all sit along the lower new york bay,
obediently.

like cores to a termor
our catastrophe
of populationpeople milling
everywhere people milling
our sidewalks crack under the
pressure our youth sweat hot
hot the summers become more
humid and sultry daughters

all inhabit houses along the lower new york bay,
we take in excess

from HM Great British Empirical Sea,
who stretches nigh Acadia to the
West Indias

like cores to a tremor