I don’t write poems I just remove the extra words that are in the way
Hold on to the words like whispers and shadows and wings Recklessly insert adjectives Tie it all to your delusions of profundity
Dig down deep for pain no matter how senseless Pick at your emotional scabs Bleed
No one likes poetry Constantly remind people of that Tell them that you make it sound good to you and **** them (Even though their ovation means everything)
Slip, dip and weave With ambiguous wet dreams Full lips and thick tongue Mouthing… Come to an understanding ***** is much better than clean Make it filthy Soil it
Make it nostalgic People need to be reassured that you were really ******* up as a kid and that this poetry **** doesn’t just happen to people overnight
Make it esoteric That way, when no one knows what the hell you are talking about, you will have a good word to explain why
Say things that are so ill mannered that they are weighty I will give you an example “I’m not looking for a girl that is beautiful I'm looking for one just barely ugly enough to **** me”
Incite large groups of people to *****
Get so personal that it gives people headaches
Expose yourself until everyone is embarrassed for you
Spew it all over the bar In a drunken stupor flaunt it lasciviously with your genitals Pour yourself into reckless collisions Drink from your soul until it rots your liver
Write until you want to **** yourself then write about that
Make it as bitter as a Wal-mart associate Make it so sweet she will swallow it all before looking up at you with eyes like tiny puddles To say, “that was beautiful” (even though it was disgusting)
It should be raw It should make you itch It should be like rubbing up against it spreads it It should be like VD
Make really long Like it’s your ***** No, Make it really, really long Like its my *****
Make it rhyme I mean don’t Don’t
Don’t ever write another ******* poem because I assure you if I did not write it than it must ****