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What the crap is wrong?
Why are we all
so nice-- all the time?
I'm drowning in this blah-blah
of well-meaning sugary sensibilities.
Don't you see we've put a brake on reality
while we wallow in 'poor me'
under puny poet skins
Is our spirit so thin
we can only scream:
'Hands off'
without realizing we're courting dead and dumb
from this time bomb of embarrassment
we're building around ourselves?
The future of poetry awaits
to explode in all our smiley faces
One day it will suck up every half truth
and spew wordlessly
letter by cracked misspelled letter
spurting fountains of gobbledygook
worse than any jumbled trashcan of emoticons
ever could
And what's the worst thing that can happen
What's the very worst thing?
The truthful opinion of someone you don't even know
isn't even as painful as acne on a toenail,
is it?
So please, dear reader
there's a tiny jar on that shelf
marked honest snake venom 2023
just twist the lid and open it sometime.
It will not maim us
or strike us dead
unless we're all just po-faced one trick ponies
blinded by shaggy manes of ego
hiding in a puddle of junk
behind great big eyes without a soul
Why are we all
so nice-- all the time?
I'm drowning in this blah-blah
of well-meaning sugary sensibilities.
Don't you see we've put a brake on reality
while we wallow in 'poor me'
under puny poet skins
Is our spirit so thin
we can only scream:
'Hands off'
without realizing we're courting dead and dumb
from this time bomb of embarrassment
we're building around ourselves?
The future of poetry awaits
to explode in all our smiley faces
One day it will suck up every half truth
and spew wordlessly
letter by cracked misspelled letter
spurting fountains of gobbledygook
worse than any jumbled trashcan of emoticons
ever could
And what's the worst thing that can happen
What's the very worst thing?
The truthful opinion of someone you don't even know
isn't even as painful as acne on a toenail,
is it?
So please, dear reader
there's a tiny jar on that shelf
marked honest snake venom 2023
just twist the lid and open it sometime.
It will not maim us
or strike us dead
unless we're all just po-faced one trick ponies
blinded by shaggy manes of ego
hiding in a puddle of junk
behind great big eyes without a soul
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