YOUR WORDS ARE MADE OF THE AIR I BREATHE.

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

Amy King is a true bard.

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

THE AMPUTATED HEARTBEATS HARDER

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

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

WORDS SHLD BE FREE. RELEASE THEM FROM THEIR SENTENCES.

HER BARBED-WIRE SMILELIFTED YOU TO HEAVENBUT I HAVE TO ASKDID GOD LOOK LIKE HER VOICE

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

LIFE IS NEVER OVER.

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

YOU SAY "POET" LIKE THAT MEANS SOMETHING.

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