no one reads poetry
no one reads poetry
except sorority girls
& hot librarians on
TikTok & maybe also
those emo goth kids
with kitty-kat ears
but all of them may
be AI so take that
with a grain of salt
& also maybe the
folks on Instagram
making the picture-
post poets spouting
doodled inspiration
internet famous enough
to get book deals
with Simon & Schuster
or Andrew McMeel
really do read a lot
of hastily printed & glued
cash-grab hardbacks that
end up at Half Price
Books three months
later because someone
is buying enough of them
to get a few on a New York
Times Bestseller list &
sure I'm bitter I can't
manifest myself to four-figure
royalties, but hey, I live
a comfortable life pointing
out comma errors &
missing citations & making
college students write
by hand because fuck
that's the only way to
learn to think despite
the technorati & their
but I need to type as
fast as I can think whines
as if that's a goal worth
aiming for if you
don't need assistive
technology because, c'mon,
you don't need to put
everything you think
on the page & maybe
if you think slower you'd
realize most of your thoughts
are a jumble of illogical
bullshit masquerading as
deep feeling just like
this poem, but hey,
who am I to judge since
I'm just hypocritically
eeking out these verses
in a full-screen text editor,
one long screed after
another as if anyone,
anyone at all, will listen
except some bot trolling
the web to feed the never-
ending hunger of the holy LLM