Just Wanted To Say
You know, pop in real quick (pronounced rull quick) to tell you a little insight I just had.
When people think they’re being poetic they use oxymorons. I discovered the secret to artsy, pretentious, obnoxious, “deep” poetry. Use some dramatic imagery and then some contrasting words together. Here’s my try:
Wind blows cooling my tame unbridled love
Lava flows through the constricting veins of my heart
You light my icy complexion afire
The cords of my being are unwound
Around you my intensely unfocused attention
Is drawn to the silky scratch of your lips
Okay, wtf, I am now ashamed to exist as a human. There you go, my non-attempt at poetry. That was me using my formula to write a poem, do not mistake that for a real poem, I don’t even write poems. I hate poems actually, they usually make me wanna punch out my ear drums.
C
