i fucking hate poems
with their readers and writers
all pompous and self entitled
all autobiographically written, thousand pages thick
all over important and rhymey and slick
all these collegiate cock suckers holding their dick
it struck me, to stroke your ego is just to milk your prick
and writing poems oh shit… doesn’t that hit your spot
you writer, you rambler, you thinker, you thought
well i thought today too…
that i fucking hate every poem i view
all rhythmic and worthless
all gimmicks and surface
all mystic in service
of a specific lack of purpose
it honestly makes me nervous watching someone read
something they made as they stand up and speak
or god forbid some kid in their bedroom
thinking that their ramblings are worth recording even!
do you fucking hear yourself?
do you see any fucking reason?
you absurd little scrambled shit for brains
you heard official recordings and how it portrays
a voice of an angel but you’re never able to reach a christly cloudy white pearly heaven
expression is a transgression the obsession
with one\'s own self, it can lead to depression
so this self absorption i see in poems
it makes me want to bottle up all my emotions
it makes me want to unlearn all of my language
little words that hurt us and being about anguish
are all i think we need, i think, grunts are multipurpose!
so why do we need this poetry? IT\'S WORTHLESS!
the earth must burn up one day
why spend time frivolously
writing words to not be heard
i fucking hate poetry!