Am I the best Medium.com poet to have ever lived?

And Blowjobs and no fake arse advice! And medium, where the real content at!

I only seem to read and see and skim through real bad poetry. Atrocious writers scribing current events into words that a four year old could have written. This and that and too much terrible-terrible advice to first time writers.

There is no advice for life!

live and ye shall write!!

Castanets on the graveyard of righteousness

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A walk in the graveyard at night

Provides the shrill film reel

Knowing, you know! you feel

Locked up, against your own right

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In the coffin under the stars

Contemplating Apollo and mars

Why’s and wherefores of meaning

Tomb slips under the earths leaning

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Brings it back to the solitary

movements of personal duende

Momentum! Stationary!

Resurrection a sonorous ending

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Rattling castanets, jazz guitar