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May 3, 2006
12:10 AM
From a Hack to the Poet Laureate of the Blogosphere

Well, Ron Silliman beat me 95:2 in the vote for Poet Laureate of the Blogosphere; anyway, I took last place.

I hate you, Silliman, you and everything you stand for. But I'm not only bitter because I've lost completely; not only do I have to study your run of the mill nonsense in class, but now this?! Stay in your fucking published universe, you drop-out, you goddamn social activist, you hack. Fuck. They even got my name wrong.

Despite my now-apparent lack of skill
And always ever-present distance from
What this group here considers perfect form,
You're, Silliman, the bane of my existence.

Not only do I have to sweat and toil
Over your convoluted essays in
My classes, you, a published poet must
Engage in competition with the common masses.

I am not printed, true, have not a name,
Composing maybe one good poem out of eight
But for your activism and your postmodern
Tripe, for you I've nothing in my mind but hate.

Feel free to tell me how I'm wrong and me
Now flame; I've had it up to here now with this silly game.