I Never Said I Was Good At This

  

I never said I was good at this
I have no fancy training or school
I just close my eyes & spill my soul
Without any regard if it will be cool
I’m a bush league hack at my best
Wandering my way through eternity
Endless reams within your dreams
But I’ll never be a victim of your modernity

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Don’t Tell Me How To Write

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Don’t tell me how to write
Been doing this for awhile now
I’m certainly no expert
But I’m not trying to tell you how

You weren’t even sperm
In your daddy’s sack
The first time I was called
A poetic hack

The interweb is large enough
Scurry off to your little corner again
For the sake of humankind
I have to commandeer your pen