Tell me where I belong
And I'll go exactly the opposite way.
Tell me what to do and what to say,
And I'll just nod and disobey.
No one has noticed so far,
That this poem is rhyming and cliché.
So what?
Isn't everything that way?
YOU ARE READING
Meanwhile and Maybe: An Agglomeration of Deadpan Poetry
PoetryThis is a agglomeration of deadpan poetry. I don't have a clue what agglomeration even means. This will contain, as I said, deadpan poetry, sarcastic rants, rip-off themes, cryptic philosophies, and dry humor. Kick up your feet and prepared to be bo...
