the worst poem ever written

I AM ENCOURAGED BY THE OPEN HEART THAT BEATS.

Bradley Manning, facing 35 years in a military prison

for leaking SECRETS,

wants to be known henceforth by the

female pronoun.

 

SHE.

 

bUT SHE IS more idea than word,

which holds a totally different

relationship to fact; holds all the tissue

of mesodermal origins.

 

NOW BEFORE YOU LAUGH,

 

there is this logical sequence

that follows all self importance. Can

you be loved now and held in the night?

Brought flowers to?

Prayed over?  Held captive

in a house in Cleveland? I

had that dream again last night

of falling overboard,

of being in the sea.

 

I did try, but it's pointless

to find poetry moving. I want

the poetry that breaks the

Levitical laws of trespass and offerings.

The poetry that cums

on my shirt and then tells me,

AFTER ALL OF THIS

 

that I was good.

Reviews

[LJW]

You
are
good

(why must i enter twenty- five characters when what i want to say is made up of only ten? seems i have to, and that's wrong. cuts into my poetic license. revokes it, almost)

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlande..]

this poem may not get you laid, dana
but I applaud your sarcastic approach to brilliant, methodical thinking
I contemplated feigning narcissism, but in the end I missed hearing myself speak
I doubt any poet who ever has, does or will live could ever be more fractal
and poignant...you cracked my mind open and the c***s are drawing
amorphous translucency, tainted with jaundice, smearing it on stone tablets
I'm thinking about growing a beard, but the hippie skirt burned in the fire
and the radioactive sea, well it's a toddler with puzzle pieces from the dimensions
that most of us can only guess are real, or existential; it's all a ruse
and you placed yourself in the middle of it, because martyrs talk to god
before the first drop of blood is shed, or said blood drains completely from the face
you used a very bold technique in this poem, and I don't want to elaborate too concisely
lest I ruin the joyous moment of epiphany for other readers with my quasi-skewed POV
well, I'm gonna shut my trap and crawl out of these mines..it's been a hard day's night
as if I need to say it, but stay awesome
~john

[Corset]

You are that good honey. I read this and my mind wonders to which prison she should be sent, which place would be a safer, a womans prison or a mans prison, this being a dilema and choice I would not like to make, in a male prison she would be in either heaven or hell, having male parts in a female prison, well that could be a danger too, lol...where could she be safely detained? seriously? For the next 25 years?????

[emmajoy]

Don't read this once because it needs reading over.. exploration of the literary kind advised! There's a swell of thought here, like a storm in the head growing, shrinking, then, flowing from one theme to another. Not entirely sure there's a finale to this, or if so, it's the reader's interpretation that matters, especially with the last lines that - let's say, open a few doors to your mind. Tis like a strange dream pattern, conflicting daytime observations melting into one.. maybe.

[K. Louis]

those last few lines really made their point...i'll be thinking about that for a while..

[Frieda P]

Espionage and transgender....that's some poetry combo!

The poetry that cums
on my shirt and then tells me,
AFTER ALL OF THIS
that I was good.

Impressive last stanza, I rather liked this one....