When poets believe in beauty They will sit on one of these bencheslooking at the capitol Asking for forgiveness for having idolized absolute profanity and absolute perversion For rejecting absolute truth and absolute justice
They will repent Vowing to be absolutely good As a poet and a person
Removing their sunglasses They will cry over the glaring perfection of the capitol Their maturity for now loving it And the disgrace they once proudly made of poetry
David Vaszko writes with hope and passion, presenting strong opinions about the soulless times we live in.
One of the theories of art is that art is a way for the artist to make sense of a world he feels uncomfortable in. That description fits Mr. Vaszko's purpose in writing.
David does not use a lot of words. He believes most people, writers or not, use too many words.
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