Olden Days of Yore
Poems are like embarrassing old photos of yourself
They only feel any good in that 10-12 minutes
Just before you publish it
After that it rots quick.
You can't stand to see it
Sonnet? Looks more like a mullet
Enough years go by and it starts to hit a little different
Nostalgia sets in, lo, those olden days of lore
Not an embarrassing spectacle anymore
Merely an article of fact marking how things used to be
You were neither as cool as you thought
Nor as ridiculous as it seemed
Whew! In any event, that was a long time ago
Even this moment has the makings of someday
Becoming the nuts and bolts of another poem
11/19/24
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