A Performance Poet
He told me that he was
a performance poet,
he had three poems
under his belt –
but each one of those
had been tweaked
to perfection,
over a series of
painstaking months.
I asked him
where he’d performed?
He’d told me that he’d
visited several places,
but was looking for
the right venue.
I asked him if he’d
submitted to any journals?
He told me that,
that wasn’t really his thing –
but he’d uploaded several
videos to instagram
and then deleted instagram.
His focus wasn’t really
on writing new material –
as he told me,
it was to read his poems
on the festival circuits to
start making some cash.
A performance artist
he most definitely was.
Horror Sleaze Trash 