Month: November 2014

And the Bad Poets

By Zachary D’mitri

perhaps

not bad,

but uninspired,

write about

how we’re beautiful

because we’re all made of stars.

And I think,

you stone cold

fucking prodigy.

You marvel.

You bright, shining

son of a bitch.

Only a brilliant genius

could turn the stars ugly.

©zacharyd’mitripoetry