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[riotous_head]

*Laertes hasn't had a good act of social dissidence in a while--so, to his Danish acquaintances, the fact that he has plastered the mall with leaflets of Dadaist poetry may be slightly shocking. he is currently sitting in the coffeeshop, wearing a black t-shirt that reads, "DADA is our intensity: it erects inconsequential bayonets

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[gameofquestions]

*comes into the coffee shop to collect his boyfriend and finds himself blinking at the new decor* I say...!

[riotous_head]

*calming himself, somewhat* No, you didn't--I'm sorry for assuming.

[gameofquestions]

Oh, that's all right! It's just- well, why do you think it happens?

[riotous_head]

For prestige and power. *shrug* Neither of which I'd consider a good or even a rational reason.

[gameofquestions]

And poetry can't stop it?

[riotous_head]

I suppose we could hope that it might, one day--

[gameofquestions]

*smiles* Maybe I could write some.

[riotous_head]

*a bit of a smile back* You may as well. It can hardly hurt to.

[gameofquestions]

Oh, but what if it did?

[riotous_head]

*slightly disbelieving, taking a long drink of his tea* Your sheer optimism would kill thousands.

[gameofquestions]

*wide-eyed* Do you really think so?

[riotous_head]

*dry* You're joking, right?

[gameofquestions]

Am I?

[riotous_head]

*shakes his head* If optimism could kill, I would have dropped dead due to my fiance months ago.

[gameofquestions]

*sheepishly* Oh. Then you were joking?

[riotous_head]

*a short sort of laugh* Yes. Yes, I was joking.