A powem (geddit?).

So much fucking ugliness in literature today.
Haven’t got much to say?
Well, pretend it’s free verse and go on like this:
Tony o’Neill?
Shockingly bad
The Brutalists?
Cliquey muthafukaz
Fante Jr?
…
Buk?
Fuk off
Fante Sr?
Wanker capable of occasional turns of pleasant poetic phrase.*
Such authors simply pick through the contents of their shit, write (poorly) about it and pronounce it genius.
HST was an author for people who don’t read.
Where does that leave the sub-pseudo author?
You are fortunate in that you have such powerful delusions re: your talent you can no doubt formulate any criticism in a manner favourable to yourselves.
Popular? I’m great (but can I handle the pressures of fame/ be sure that mass popularity reflects a genuine understanding of my isolated, fractured genius?)
Unpopular? I guess they…didn’t understand (but this is great because my public are too stupid to understand; thus I’m vindicated)
Buk talked about fooling college audiences.
Not fooling them because they didn’t understand.
Fooling them because they did and he was weary of the fact he couldn’t get away with much.
Where the craft of verse?
Free verse is not a choice for you people, e.g. over any other verse form.
It is a spurious excuse for any lack of understanding/ grasp of form.
Buk knew he was (largely) shit.
You don’t.
You are promulgating ugly literature, both in content and form, largely to satisfy your own fragile egos.
But Plato’s moral sub-set’ll always come around and kick any ass.
Brutal enough for you?

* order of lack of talent and my despair

how i loathe this habit/