07.21.08
Bitterness
I suppose this feeling is rather petty
Unfounded, ungrounded, unreal
But despite all the best of my efforts
I’m unneeded, unwanted, unread.
Other poets are better, I grant you
With greater wit, prose, and rhymes
Yet my superiority complex can’t stand
Their dollar attention to my dingy dimes.
tomachfive said,
July 21, 2008 at 4:07 pm
Poetic glory is just mere blind luck, believe me, and some connections on the side, but even amateur poets I’ve read here and elsewhere have dished out really heavy stuff and tearjerkers to boot.
noahthegreat said,
July 21, 2008 at 7:09 pm
Oh well, I guess I suck. I read everything you post.