poem of the day 08.16.13

poets making fun of other poets

is nothing new

they’ve been doing it for centuries

but now you can see them going to town

on social networking sites or on their shitty blogs

posting links to some poor bastard’s writing

and then picking it apart line by line or as one whole

like they’re maxwell perkins or gordon fucking lish

soon some of the other poets start to join in

and it’s a free-for-all of mediocre word slingers

picking apart some absent bastard’s poem

about slugs or waterfalls or sunsets in cabo

these poets think they’re in the right

because their poems are about tough shit

like being broke or having a horrible job

because some half-assed journal

likes the way that they get it down

but really their poems are no different from ones

about slugs or waterfalls or sunsets in cabo

in most instances they're worse

and read very much like every other poem

in the half-assed journals that they're featured in

but you’d never know it

by the way they go on ripping someone

because these types have the group on their side

the good old boy network of shitty poets

stroking each other’s pricks

or the fanboys who want to get in good

with another pedestrian wordsmith wasting bandwidth

so they pick apart this poor bastard line by line

someone who has been published in as many bad mags as they have

and these poem-dullards think they are so righteous

and so brilliant

the boldest poem-shitters on the planet

but what these asshole don’t know

what they fail to realize

is that art is as subjective as a sunny day

and that there is always someone else around the block

or half-way across the world

whose just made the sad mistake of reading one of their

literary lumps of excrement

and are going on their social networking sites and blogs

to pick their genius apart

starting this sad cycle all over again

or they’re taking the high road this time

and just plain tossing aside the magazine

or flipping off their pcs

staying silently mad at the world

or hungry over the time they lost reading

another worthless piece of art.