Thursday, 7 April 2011

NaPoWriMo. Day 7. Poem 7. yay it's Confessional Poet Thursday!

Why do you love poetry?

Because all you have to do is mean what you say.

Is poetry shit?

If poetry was shit it would be dead by now.

Are you shit at poetry?


Are you shit at poetry?


Why are you so sensitive?

I celebrate my weaknesses.

What are you most afraid of?

The approaching death of someone I love.

Why are you afraid?

I’m pussy

Why are you afraid?

I’m crying now.

Are you celebrating?

It’s too soon for these questions.

Can I ask you again why are you afraid?

Because I don’t know if I could close an open ending.

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