i like writing best when i
subject you all to esoteric subjects
subjective glints of my subpar world

but to make one's poems universally translatable
one has to make them inherently relatable
a subject that i find quite debatable

because where's the fun in poetry writing
if i can't write about my old-man-sighting
wielding a lighter in hand, he tried lighting
spilled gasoline, which was quite frightening!

i think he was on crack

are you out of your mind?
why not actually read it to see what you find?

ever watched Dead Poets Society?
carpe diem isn't some meaningless lie

because through numerous trials and tribulations
through careful word and phrase manipulation

people write poems that can move your soul
and fill your heart's gaping hole

dripping lips and flipping crips
chipping chips and shipping ships
gripping hips and whipping nips
some fun things the kids find hip!

stirring pots at Big Lots
adding lots of Motts and rotten apricots!
neither of which ever got bought
workers don't know i do it a lot
stealing groceries is pretty hot!
telling corporations they got got!

ruh-roh raggy
the rurks in the rottoman rempire
are roing to rurder all the rarmenians
rut are re roing to do, raggy?

bridgers bridges binging pigeons bringing
phoebe's folk-rock fusion for epiphany-flinging
supreme shape-shifting sad song singing

why do you keep screaming at your kids?

are your lives that miserable that you think the key
is yelling into the void to set you free?
because im kinda busy writing stupid poetry
and im not the only one on this street who can say it bothers me
because your f-bombs make this place like nagasaki
and i dream of slamming your heads into your ****** oak tree,
and kidnapping your children so they can see
how beautiful the world is meant to be

and holy ****, that thick boston accent
how do you people have *** like that?
"mm smaht pahk yuh 4-inch cahk right ther ***"
*******