Bad Poetry

January 15, 2014

If poets are subtle then I’m no poet.

This poem is a cubic box

into which I stuff and cram weighty words

and a collage of rallying cries and shock value

and stream of consciousness diarrhea

until it’s full to bursting.

And then I toss it with the others

into the mailbox

to get sent around the world

and fall into someone’s lap

and explode in their face

neon muddied tastelessness

weakening their minds

to the subtle dancing language

of the world around them.

This year I will write better,

I swear I will toss you pearls.

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