(Not a poem, don't call the police, but can I just say that I wholeheartedly reject the concept of this thread because poetry can't actually be bad. All these poems are rad as heck in a sloppy and imperfect way.)
and there are no happy endings, because nothing ends.
My heart broke Like an elephant Had fallen on my chest Breaking metaphorical ribs Into a bazillion pieces Of me. And then I cried Tears, but they were So sad, that they Were almost like sad rivers Becoming sad oceans On my face. But honestly, I think this was A pretty reasonable Reaction for having An elephant Fall on my chest.
you should know i am a time traveler & there is no season as achingly temporary as now
I saw an ad It was bad And also not quite so rad It made me sad - No one likes a spambot They contribute not Are to a site like rot I sure hope it’ll get cot.
What's the point of success if it makes me miserable?
Be happy, my friend; and if you obey me in this one request, remain satisfied that nothing on earth will have the power to interrupt my tranquility. — Mary Shelley, Frankenstein
