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In a room full of pundits and pud-pullers I just wanna be the poet. There’s not a ********* thing that’s wrong with that either. No, I won’t be that guy reading “Pride and Prejudice” just so I can get a handle on the ******* zombie movie that’s coming out. Give me a Mickey Spillane novel and a slice of pizza. Give me a Bukowski poem and a pork chop. That’s the problem here, nobody seems to want to recognize their base nature. Nobody wants to admit that they still like ***** and ******** a nice *** and an amazing pair of blue eyes. Everyone wants to point out what everyone else is doing wrong while hiding behind hashtags and keyboards like chickenshits. I’ve had enough of it, and I’ve narrowed my field of vision, while widening my perspective You see, I plan to be the best version of me that I can be today then I’ll do it again tomorrow. If I knock somebody’s drink in their lap at some point in between, I won’t lose a second’s sleep over it. I’ll just try to do better on the next pass. *** -JBClaywell ©2016 P&ZPublications
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Feb 7, 2016
Feb 7, 2016 at 11:28 AM UTC
Everyone’s an Activist or an Idiot
In a room full of pundits and pud-pullers I just wanna be the poet. There’s not a ********* thing that’s wrong with that either. No, I won’t be that guy reading “Pride and Prejudice” just so I can get a handle on the ******* zombie movie that’s coming out. Give me a Mickey Spillane novel and a slice of pizza. Give me a Bukowski poem and a pork chop. That’s the problem here, nobody seems to want to recognize their base nature. Nobody wants to admit that they still like ***** and ******** a nice *** and an amazing pair of blue eyes. Everyone wants to point out what everyone else is doing wrong while hiding behind hashtags and keyboards like chickenshits. I’ve had enough of it, and I’ve narrowed my field of vision, while widening my perspective You see, I plan to be the best version of me that I can be today then I’ll do it again tomorrow. If I knock somebody’s drink in their lap at some point in between, I won’t lose a second’s sleep over it. I’ll just try to do better on the next pass. *** -JBClaywell ©2016 P&ZPublications
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Feb 7, 2016
Feb 7, 2016 at 11:28 AM UTC
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