Can a bad poem exist?
Like an ulcer or a cist
Panicked poetic pandemonium persists
As young desperate slave kids cry and cut their wrists...
We look
and say,
No way!
Some ask why
While
Others just cry
some rase a fist
while
others don't even sigh
Complex
calculations
collectively
collaborating
callous
conundrums
of
common
candid
contingencies
commonly condescending conspiracy theories
Like eateries with C's
Do they really exist
or
Is my mind playing tricks on me?