I must have accidentally
stumbled into the 'cool crowd'...
I'm done with the high school
yearbook autographs (comments).
I'm done with the fashion show critics.
Since when did love notes, friendship letters,
become the model for exceptional poetry?
I've seen the good leave
and the bad stay...things are gonna change.
I've thought about leaving...
but instead I'm coming back in force...
like 8 mile,
except I'm gonna make you walk 16...
I'm sick of the brown nosers, comment whores,
fake suicidals, spotlighters...things are gonna change.
If you don't like me- I don't give a shit...
more importantly, if you don't like me poetry...
even better.
you
can
have
your
comments
back
you
can
take
me
off
your
favorites
you
can
unbookmark
my works...
It's up to you...
But don't use me
or my work
as a battlefield
for your social insecurities...
The Chameleon has shed its skin once again,
POETRY JOCKS AND CHEERLEADERS: you represent everything that artists, musicians,
poets and artistic minded individuals despise...
you represent everything artificial, and worthless to our fucked up little world...
congratulations,
there's another comment for your yearbook...
This worthless piece of scrap paper will self-destruct in 2 days.
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