gather ye rosebuds while ye may
and drop the fucking gimmicks
lose the pseudonym
or your limp dicked half clever
nom de plume
enough with the smoke and mirrors
parlor tricks will never hide the fact
that you have no talent
brush up on your fundamentals
or shove your brush
where the sun doesn’t shine
quirky
line
spacing
ellipses like herpes……………………………..
there is no excuse
for being redundant
derivative
tacky
or unoriginal
networking with your peers
requires more than a point and click
and a likey like on a digital page
cemeteries are full of middling swordsmen
but you aren’t listening
you’re too busy tagging me
with your floundering dysfunction
and are merely waiting to talk
you’ll get my respect
you’ll get my promotion
when you’ve earned it