enough jibber jabber
why are we using AI?
why have we rolled over
why?
cost-benefit analysis
enough search & research bullshit
watching a movie
or searching up AI explanator
is not learning
knowledge is not quiz shows
will us real people stand up?
fuck lanes ur all irish
i've quit singing too
my brother's funeral was enough
i don't have the blues
i don't know what u call this shit
i'm a fuckin bridge
this is not America
enough with global race theory
bigotry is local
better un PC than a cunt
cunt is not vagina
language is subtle
u wanna burn a book?
or read it?
if u haven't read the book
stop acting like u have!
language is divisive
power is divisive
u can't win em all
coz more people lose
u don't like this poem
uv never loved
i hate the silence i feel the violence
some people care more about others
than themselves
that's being an adult
that's being a man
if u can't use these words
don't think them
pity is not compassion
no more gossiping
pull the band aid off quickly
it's not a cliff
it's a poem about the end of swearing
fuck ur grants
fuck ur clubs
our only problem is cowardice
stop looking for popularity
leave it at high school
brats airing dirty laundry
calling it art
if u call urself a poet
learn the tradition
then challenge it
i am not a painter
i paint all the time
i don't have the knack
how can u write confessional poetry in ur 20s
sylvia path was all vinegar
she didn't give a stuff about anyone else
stop writing about past relationships
unless ur grateful
love takes high emotional intelligence
love takes work
love is about giving forever
however the winds my blow
bully if ur competing ur not a lover
ur a business
this is poetry
there is no wheel
stop point scoring
cartoons are for primary school kids
& that's where u leave them
if ur serious about poetry
u won't look down on ur poor cousins
the poor are hungry for the real deal
they're all around you
with names & stories of dignity & struggle
while u talk about somewhere else
ur running away from urselves
identity crisis is real
i'm a person vast
everyone likes to be liked
but not at the expense of the innocent
tell me to my face one & one
what's ur beef about?
a word?
talk to me when both parents are dead
& ur still the brightest spark
talk to me when uv lost everything
talk to me when u have no idea what words mean
coz uv hit some cunts for gawkin
& u won't shut up coz ur broken
save us the high moral ground
talk to me when ur heart's broken & break bread
whole class of fair weather friends
write a poem without a pop culture reference or a pronoun
that people can feel
learn ur craft & raise the angel choir
work in silence
make a non strategic friend
i'm sick of words
we need to bury the hatchet
coz nothing really matters
except everybody
stop swearing
ur not hard
nor am I
i'm a coward too
but my love is unconditional
that's why i'm alone
but poetry is a blood sport
i am a butterfly
i smoked my way through vomit
& out the other side
the birds have begun to sing
i am born again
why is AI scanning my poems?
AI can't read
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