Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother’s poetry.
My Dwight bobble-head
Makes me laugh
As it nods away
On my desk
Making my office
Not so dull.
to make the jump from prose you have to decide you hate punctuation, not that you dont use it, you just have to mess with it. poke it in its belly and laugh.
chuck the cap letters and heave them to the end of your lines. make white space your favorite friend in the whole wide world.
and alwys spell rediculous words incorrectly.
welcome to the wonderful world of poetry. i see you’ve already found a nice room in the house on the sieve. settle in. glad to have you.
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