I
can't stand
Poetry, Man
slammed
ham
jammed
in a can
I
can't stand
poetry, man.
Blatant agendas
propped up
with toothpick words,
wild toothed raving and
wood pecker precision.
I
can't stand
poetry, Man
languid
lovelorn
lesbians
lamenting
lost labia
I
can't stand
poetry, man
My nephew asked me last week
he asked
"who was the first heterosexual
white male to break
the poetry color barrier?"
He thinks Bukowski
is some kind of literary
Jackie Robinson
I
can't stand
poetry, Man
Pansies
Propagating
propeller
powered
penis
preambles
I
can't stand
poetry, Man
And after Ginsberg
finished howling ,
He sliced Kerouac to tatters
for committing the cardinal sin
of loving America
I
can't stand
poetry, Man
Fickle
Fingered
flamboyants
felching
forced
words
through a straw
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