Does anybody know how much I hate poetry?
I want to kill it
Want to be able to scream that poetry is dead just like chivalry and John Lennon
I would toss it into the ocean with Osama bin Laden
And do you know what I’d do then?
I’d laugh
I’d sit there and laugh until I cried because I outlived poetry

I HATE poetry
If it were personn I’d cheat on it with Lyrics just to make it feel like I do all the time
But that’s just it
It’s not personn
It doesn’t care or have feelings
It’s just a bunch of words that no one understands
And I hate it

I dare you to pick this apart in your classroom
Try to convince each other that I’m not really talking about poetry
Oh no
There’s some deep subconscious purpose behind everything I just said
Think about how crazy I sound
So poetry, I’m done
My story stops here