How to Read My Poems

slink up
behind them
in the stale of
with a baseball bat
with nails
sticking out of the end
and bash them in the
like a zombie
terrorizing your childhood

do not listen
to their

bitch back.

on their

their drinking

let the fucking
curse words shout
at their
faces like
unintentional spitwads

but don’t
behind their backs.

my poems
keep their friends close,
but their enemies


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132 thoughts on “How to Read My Poems”

  1. Reminds me of Billy Collins. “Introduction to Poetry.”

    It’s great. Thanks for the follow!

  2. Absolutely amazing – you have serious talent, this just blew me away.

    Thanks for following – simply cannot wait to read more of your stuff – good show buddy!

  3. You got me at “zombie” 😀 I love this poem, very original, and extremely expressive 🙂 thanks for the follow by the way.

  4. Hey Brice, thank you for the follow. Your writing is very unique and refreshing, I am enjoying it a great deal.

  5. Hi! Thank you for stopping by my blog, and for deciding to follow it. I appreciate it very much, and I am happy you enjoyed my posts.

    I am completely in love with this poem. It’s so strong and unapologetic. Gorgeous imagery! I’m looking forward to following your blog and, hopefully, reading more of your wonderful work.

  6. Ha! I am quite a fan of this one. Even though I DO have a bit of a soft spot for zombie related things, I think I can definitely chalk this one up to originality and humor. Me gusta.

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