I hate poetry
Poetry makes me want to die.
Every dramatic pause. Sigh.
I roll my eyes. Saliva flies
From your mouth as you read
Why so angry? What’s the need?
It’s just naval gazing shit.
“BANG”, You shout. I blink.
I slump and I start to think
What’s next? A metaphor, maybe?
Your life is not a poem, baby.
Your problems are not stanzas.
~ a poem to myself
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Posted Dec 23, 2021, 5:09 PM UTC
Wow, I love this, you did a really great job and it's so interesting and thought-provoking because of it going against its own words. It's like in society when you hate a way something is done but you can't help but partake in it and be the problem yourself.
Thankyou!! Yes, exactly. You got the frustration! Yay I’m so pleased