No One Wants to Read Your Poems
No one wants to read your poems because a poem rarely dazzles usually lays limp a hollow insect pinned to paper and only once in a blue moon do you turn the page to find a poem buzzing to life and you smile as it stings you
right on your lip
No one wants to read your poems because a poem always evades translation always flies fast and hard a Voynich Manuscript thrown from a getaway car directly at your skull and when you come to your senses pages spilled across the sidewalk all you can say is
wow, nice imagery
No one wants to read your poems because a poem may be bad not simply in terms of quality but deeper a rotting apple at the bottom of the barrel a satanic verse on the back page hinting hidden histories until the corruption creeping upward bursts
and soils the carpet
No one wants to read your poems unless they’re a lover or perhaps your mother and then they don’t quite want to read a poem they want to read the fact that you’ve written a poem they want to read you you the fact of you pages and pages of you or perhaps they just want to be polite
if the love’s gone
So sometimes
no one wants to read your poems
because you,
weighing the odds,
weighted by possibilities,
never wrote them
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FEEDBACK (CHECK OUT THESE COOL POEMS!)
Norma with the Electric Company
both by u/Pupydogtails
I normally try for more feedback in between my poem posts but this one was written a few days ago and is currently burning a hole in my brain. Don't know if its good or bad, hope you enjoy!
EDIT: Fixed a formatting error
Posted May 5, 2022, 11:51 PM UTC