...and yet here's a whole section of my website dedicated to it - I know, right?!
But I'm honestly not sure if it's actual poetry that I dislike or simply the poets themselves, preaching their self-indulgent vibes in dimly-lit rooms to an audience of other poets while the house band plays smooth jazz in the background. If you ever see me reading any of the poetry below in such a club, please look for the gunman and help me out if you can.
Maybe it's just because poetry just seems like a writer's easy way out to me - no complete sentences, four lines at a time, and you don't even have to rhyme if you don't want to ... Mother Goose would be ashamed! It all just really grinds my gears, to be honest with you, so I did what any cynic would do when faced with something that he absolutely despises...
I wrote some of my own - hope you enjoy it! Peace out.
Title should be pretty self-explanatory…
Just another ordinary trip to the grocery store turns out to be anything but…
A cubicle peon can only be pushed so far – will today be the day for justice?
Don’t stand between a man and his celery, no matter how emo you are…