keep deleting my beats—
you crooked leech
you Faithless cyber-nut
you beaten pedophile of poetic thoughts
you pungent troll who hides behind computer keys you’ll never master
[because]
you’re too scared to write about life
[because]
you haven’t lived it
perhaps you should have
[taken notes,
taken advice]
from a madman belonging to a generation of
Faithless writers
who have more to say than you.
so keep clicking away on your dejected mouse
[you cowardly terrorist]
while [we] plug away madness too alive to fade.
address: brokeassstory@yahoo.com
password: “brokeass”
gifted creator: Tsubota
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well written, a little scary...but emotional.