life, poetry

Poet for Hire


I’m fucking shit at poetry (and almost all forms of art, most would say), so I offer you all ten British Pounds to the person who can provide the best response in the comments section – the ideal would be in a metrical pattern consisting of four lines of unrhymed iambic pentameter …




7 thoughts on “Poet for Hire

  1. on or up for hire
    been sitting here long enough
    becomes irrelevant uselessness
    possibly humiliation, here
    and here’s how to negative indicate
    without inclining
    forward, decidedly uncaring performance!
    anxieties: no one else did
    what did this mean? audience
    here, another small desk
    (someplace is always far away)


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