tough guy poets knitting circle
it’s always the feminists
that give them shit for being honest
those feminazis with their hairy pits and unshaved legs who don’t understand their place in this literary patriarchy
they just don’t understand what these white male poets are trying to achieve
so they bitch about the feminists online
complain and gripe about the women ganging up on them in their very own tough guy poets knitting circle
one claims he’s too edgy for the masses no one gets him because he’s so raw
if only bukowski would rise from the dead anoint him and set all of these bitches straight
another tough guy poet is mad because those fucking feminists didn’t like his rape poem
the one that was about this girl but really wasn’t
because he changed her name from jess to jane
even though the rest of it he took verbatim from her blog
another one continues to hate the MFA poets he’s hated those effete bastards for years
it’s agreed amongst the knitting circle
that the MFA poets suck
that they’re as bad as the angry women poets
those fucking feminazis!
i’m a dish washer, one tough guy poet writes
so everything i put down on paper is authentic and real
fuck that, another misunderstood wordslinger posts i drive a truck, so that makes me the chosen one
yeah, well, i worked in the warehouses, another chimes in that is, until i got my cushy librarian job
but i’ll still take any fucker in a bar
fucking feminazis, they all write
lest they forget the purpose of this little gathering of brilliance
occasionally a woman poet will chime in
usually it’s something about how those feminazis are giving them all a bad name
real women aren’t like that, those enchantresses write
the tough guy poets knitting circle revel in those comments it proves their point entirely
people are just so easily offended everyone is so PC these days
the rape poem was a joke, the one poet says a commentary on the way the world works
how could she not see it that way?
and that poem about my ex-girlfriend’s smelly snatch man, that was just me saying shit for my art
no one gets art anymore, they agree
only the tough guy poets knitting circle understand what it takes to make great art
because they are all so edgy and raw and gut-wrenching and direct
only they can appreciate the appetites of jackson pollock
who killed art? they ask amongst themselves it must be the feminists
those feminazis who are giving true women a bad name
it always comes back to them
with their ancient gloria steinem bullshit
with their scratched ani difranco cds and butch tattoos with their small tits and penis envy
with their aggressive and pushy personalities
with their inability to take a joke
those feminists simply don’t know how penetrating and genuine the tough guy poets knitting circle is
because they can’t see beyond their own anti-male agenda
those tongue-pierced cretins who never understood hemingway those plain-faced haters who never understood saint bukowski
who hate all men
who are all secretly lesbians
those traitorous cunts who just want to turn and fuck the tough guys wives and girlfriends behind their backs
while the real men are off writing poems
about how hard it is these days being a visceral tough guy poet
the accusers and the victims
in a gender-wide conspiracy butthurt
pawns in world that fails to see them as true masters of the universe bathed in all the brilliant white light
of pure genius.
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