Because there's a bulldozer trying to level my house and I'm stopping them.
Why are you trying to stab that man with a paper straw?
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There are three ways to survive in a ruined world. I have forgotten some of them now. However, one thing is certain: you who are currently reading these words will survive. -Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint
Poetry is my cheap means of transportation. By the end of the poem the reader should be in a different place from where he started. I would like him to be slightly disoriented at the end, like I drove him outside of town at night and dropped him off in a cornfield. — Billy Collins
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