Poets Are Assholes

as concerns my writing, the way i talk to people, the way i love, whatever-

i want to hit the nail on the head, every time

i want to tell you what i see

and i want to be honest

but alas, i'm just another poet

broke, unpublished, never show any of my work to anyone

yes, it appears that i'm just another poet

and not a good one, judging by my worldly success

you see, i can’t effectively translate my feelings into words

so instead

i simply imagine a pile of my writings

a small pile, representing my life’s work

i imagine this small pile sitting in a landfill near the ocean;

a few seagulls fly by

as the pages filled with my words

are caught up in the wind and carried away

i've heard that opinions are like assholes: everybody has one;

poets are like assholes too in the sense that

no one wants to hear them

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