Pretentious Crap

a man

sits alone

in a room

ending his lines completely arbitr-

arily

he doesnt capitilise

or sort his “poem” into stanzas

cause hes to modern

and misunderstood

for s**t like that

he swears

cause hes politically incorrect

before using a metaphor

that doesn’t make much sense

like the dyeing embers

of a gracious eagle

then

suddenly

he runs out of things to say

and lists words that in some way relate to his theme

dull

trite

lame

boring

 

then theres a twist

it was me

Reviews

[Daniel Sala]

Marvellous, thank you. That it very funny and dry.

[a person]

Great stuff. Broke out a smile reading it.

[StarNinja]

I don't always review poetry, but when I do
I prefer Detective Watts.
Great stuff man. Funny as always,