I WISH YOU ALL THE REALITY YOU COULD EVER WANT. HANDLE. WANT.

IT'S NOT THE HONEY WHISKEY IN A FRIDAY NIGHT - IT'S THE MANIC SHOW OF POETRY TWEETS THAT TURNS ME ON.

WORDS SHLD BE FREE. RELEASE THEM FROM THEIR SENTENCES.

YOU SAY 'POET' LIKE THAT MEANS SOMETHING.

ASK NOT IF POETRY IS DEAD, ASK HOW YOU CAN LIVE FOR POETRY.

ERRORS ARE WHAT MAKE US HUMAN. PLOT TWIST: I'm A HORSE.

DESPITE THE INVENTION OF TIME MACHINES, WE KEEP BEING LINEAR.

YOUR WORDS ARE MADE OF THE AIR I BREATHE.

SOME PEOPLE SIMPLY DO NOT EXIST ANYMORE. GET USED TO IT. QUESTION MARK.

OMG! I DESIGNED THIS NEW SOCIAL MEDIA PLATFORM! IT'S CALLED 'POETRY' - YOU HAVE TO READ AMY KING'S POEMS TO GET AN INVITE ~.