<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341256" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Splendor of Your Bullshit</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Look, dude, poetically speaking<br>Or not, your bullshit does not<br>Impress me-no matter how you say it-<br>Briefly or otherwise; just know<br>That I am here to have fun, that's all-<br>No matter what you think of my<br>Use of language-whether drunk or sober-<br>I express what's on my mind-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I don't need to throw chairs<br>Or tables, or toilet seats into some<br>Clever verses, calling out for some<br>Panspermic universe; life is<br>Mysterious enough, you know, <br>And you can call me an idiot, et cetera, <br>Et cetera, and that's just fine with me-<br>For I enjoy my freedom from<br>Your cerebral masturbation, <br>Your enjambments and your <br>Arbitrary breath stops-<br>Doo me, shooby-doo-bee, doo-bop...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No, I don't need your definition<br>Of what's good poetry and what's <br>Self-indulgent neophyte verse-<br>Your bullshit doesn't matter in the least-<br>No matter how many times you<br>Revise it, over and over and over...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It all adds up to nothing in the end-<br>The sofas, the chairs, the pillows, <br>That jar of mayonnaise that you left<br>Open for that fly to snack on, <br>Your stupid underwear, and your<br>Girlfriend who left you for a more<br>Good-looking writer, who knows<br>How to play guitar-it's all irrelevant-<br>Doo me, shooby-doo-bee, doo-bop, doo-hop...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And you will talk about it<br>Like some poetic zit on your butt, <br>That you discovered while showering<br>And composing your latest<br>Masterpiece at 4 a.m., <br>Looking for that light at the end<br>Of the tunnel...<br>But there was nothing but cold coffee, <br>Dry toast, and an empty bed, <br>That was too small for your<br>Giant ego.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> <br> June 21,2008</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alexander+Shaumyan">Alexander Shaumyan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=341256" data-title="The Splendor of Your Bullshit de Alexander Shaumyan" data-description="Look, dude, poetically speaking Or not, your bullshit does not Impress me-no matter how you say it- Briefly or otherwise; just know That I am here to have fun, that's all- No matter what you think of my Use of language-whether drunk or sober- I ex..."></div> </div> </div>

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