is poetry really something you think about
like, can this be considered poetry?
me, here
sitting at a computer screen
typing words ever so
conversationally
this reads less like a poem
and more like a speech
or perhaps, like a friend
telling you their day over coffee
and I bet right now you can smell the roasted beans
the air, thick with the smell of caffeine, whipped cream,
possibly a cigar or two
and you hear the voice of your best friend
who's telling you about their day
how they had it rough that day
Ben from accounting really knew how to ruin a day, let me tell you
or perhaps,
someone just spilled coffee all over their notes while they were studying
and as much as fifty apologies can mend a relationship,
fifty apologies can't dry up your english notes
can we really consider this kind of stuff poetry?
it's completely free-form
against the norm,
little to no rhyme or structure
no substance whatsoever
just a mindless person rambling about things that seem ever so slightly relatable
is this really poetry?
probably not.
i literally spent all of 0 minutes thinking about this please don't enjoy
