………Dici enim nihil potest verius. Dici enim nihil potest verius. Dici enim nihil potest verius. Dici enim nihil potest verius.ici enim nihil potest verius. Dici enim nihil potest verius. Dici enim nihil potest verius. Dici enim nihil potest verius.…………
In the early morning hours
My phone makes that little chirpy sound
Someone has said something about someone else
Oh….look….it’s another nasty message
disguised as a poem
or a story
or some other bit of so-called “creativity.”
In this day and age
we gossip via
the archaic Information Superhighway
because you can talk shit about someone and
Call it “Art”
Call it “freedom of speech”
Call it “creativity”
Disguise it as a dressed-up bit of
But everyone knows
You hate him, and he hates her, and she hates you and we hate them and
Let’s BOLD everything.
Let’s italicize all of it.
Let’s “fight” dirty and go ALL-CAPS.
Let’s pretend it’s all in the name of creativity and
when you and I already know its
YOUR HALF-WITTED GRASP OF THE
I have always preferred being told
(if you’ll be so bold)
That I’m not liked or
not well received…
I’ve not been deceived.
It’s neither here nor there.
I simply don’t care.
Share until you’re blue in the face.
I don’t participate in your keyboard gangster
petty bullshit rat race.
I’m not saying I’m above it…
but I can’t be like you and love it;
I can’t be a keyboard gangster so
take your flowery prose,
your thinly disguised ill-will
And shove it.