If you’re new here then you should probably know that I have a pretty liberal definition of “poetry”. My definition can be extended to - you know - words arranged in some sort of order so as to convey meaning. And stuff.
And - you know - I’m not married to the idea that it needs to have order. Or meaning. Or words, really. One time a dude gave me an old Cheerio that he found in his pocket and I was all like, “This is a fucking beautiful poem!”
So with that in mind: LOOK! NEW POEMS!
(Not here, silly. Down there.)
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