Fuck You and Your Shit

Too confusing, they say

Too vague, too glossed

You’ve got to write clearly

Or we’ll all be lost

 

Explain it, detail it,

Give us huge wings to fly

Rewrite it, replot it

We don’t want to ask why

 

No intrigue, no questions?

No room left to wonder

No poetic discourses

That might look like a blunder?

 

Since when did the greats

Write so sensible and clear

Paint each rock of each mountain

Hold your hand til you steer?

 

It’s my work, my poetry

My rank bullshit to screw

My chance to find vagrants

Who prefer questions too

 

Who don’t wish to be spoon fed

Who’d rather not know why

Who hold out for the intrigue

Who live off that high

 

I give no fucks for the rules

Keep your standards, your norms

What I want is newness

Without restrictions or forms

 

So I’m not gonna change it

I won’t rearrange it

I have no reason to doubt

It’s a loss to exchange it

 

Take it or leave it

Write it off, don’t retrieve it

I’ll wait fifty years

For someone to believe it

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