As Is What Was is a collection of poems created with no thought at all. None. There is no control over grammar, sound, rhythm, idea, or anything really. Why? I thought it would be fun. Is it insane? Absolutely.
Monotony is best served cold
The better you are the less you fret
About the centrefold
So far the magazines like to get the click
Sorry clique
The quotable speechwriter poet schtick
Yuck
What’s a fella got to do to graduate from buttered bread
Raise your glasses drunken style
Project prophetic instead
If you recite the matador with all his bone and charm
Blood and gore and forty score
Of begging for reach and alms
Fairy dust toilet paper poetry is grand
Not the type you’ll keep in mind
But for a second it’ll give you a high
Share it on the socials show your literary stand
The nightly list probably had the idea to boot
Got the craving for the space that makes the shops
Settle suits past the counter in the back
Immortal status – d’you even have a permit for that?
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