Wednesday, April 15, 2026

NaPoWriMo, Day Fifteen, Poem Fifteen

God Hates Poetry

Feels fecal 
cave smears
more honest.

Thinks art
peaked with 
giant tablets. 

All Hell 
since paper
got cheap.

Now no 
man ever
shuts up. 

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