the aggressive joy of the freeform nobody
"Look at me, I'm honest and I'm free, I was born to underachieve"
-- Manic Street Preachers
not even good enough to be classed a hack
but making more money than me
and more people reblog all their
juvenile word vomit
than they do anyone else's --
ah, legitimacy has been declared!
shots have been fired!
there it is, ladies and gents
the ultimate arbiter of quality:
the approval of social media!
do please excuse me,
let me go and burn my wings in penance.
may every poet you meet
stab you in the heart with their pen
and if they do not,
send them back in shame and disdain.
RAGE AGAINST THE PALE AND BEIGE.
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