a stolen poem
This is the first in a series of expropriated (stolen) poems. I take the words of politicians and use them to make poems. In some cases, such as here, I steal their words verbatim, changing only formatting. In others, I edit and manipulate as needed.
you millennial leftists
who never lived…
i need a reason to live
i told her that she
could live to be that
she said no no
no i can’t be
that is too much
oh honey
oh sweetie
no no you don’t
want that
i seem to be confused
i didn’t mean to be
with you
that…
