Brick Boatswain
You're nothing but a loser. You're fat, and I can't stand you. There's no excuse for a worm like you unless it's to make the rest of us feel better.
What I can get over is your stupid fancy suits and your big, stupid smile.
That's the kind of shit-eating smile the people get slapped for where I come from.
You know what your favorite cereal is, Brick Boatswain? Coco Pebbles. Think about it.
Brick Boatswain, if I were to write a poem about you, it would be language poetry. Because language poetry has no finesse, no form and is utterly disrespectable. In fact I'll give it a try.
What I can get over is your stupid fancy suits and your big, stupid smile.
That's the kind of shit-eating smile the people get slapped for where I come from.
You know what your favorite cereal is, Brick Boatswain? Coco Pebbles. Think about it.
Brick Boatswain, if I were to write a poem about you, it would be language poetry. Because language poetry has no finesse, no form and is utterly disrespectable. In fact I'll give it a try.
Brick Boatswain, a poem by Robbery Joe.
Worm, greececan
Sypihlitic
Wartorn malevolent; lackluster
Insignificant.
Sypihlitic
Wartorn malevolent; lackluster
Insignificant.
There you go Brick. I hope this teaches you something.
2 comments:
Syphilitic. Well done, my young apprentice.
Good words.
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