I hate poetry. By Zer0Sympathy.
I hate poetry.
So i’m gonna write about poetry.
Maybe one day you’ll see,
That poetry, isn’t about what to be.
Its about being you,
So what does that even mean?
I hate poetry, that’s what it means.
So hard to pick all the themes.
Why write this when I can make memes?
Now let me ask you this:
Why be inside, on your computer, reading this,
When you can be outside, on your doorstep, letting the sun give your skin a kiss?
If you do not have a doorstep,
Sorry. But i’m busy writing this poem.
So I cannot help you with your doorstep.
Go call the doorstep store.
They’ll even throw in a door.
But I truly do hate poetry.
Haiku, about northern Tennessee.
Is not the kind of thing for me.
Or, The Diamante about my father,
I didn’t want to do it in third grade, so I didn’t bother.
Now I have to do blog posts.
A months worth at most.
Why did I drag myself into this?
Why am I allowing myself to get stuck with another month of stress-fully trying to make everyone satisfied?
I don’t know why,
Don’t ask me,
Because I hate poetry.