I thought about posting a poem I wrote.
Never done it before, at least not that I can remember. And why not just post one? I’ve got a few of the little bastards sitting around, both on paper and in my head.
Tonight is as good as any other night.
What I dislike the most,
is the pretentiousness in poetry.
The odd phrases, the thick language.
As if it is somehow required to confuse people,
before you impress this shit out of them.