So sometimes when I write poems, I honestly don’t take the task very seriously. I came across an old writing prompt I wrote a poem for involving Shakespearean insults. I figured I’d post it here to break up the more serious poems that I tend to usually write. I don’t know if I’ll include it or not in a future anthology but for now I hope it entertains.
Jolthead An earth-vexing jolthead divided by zero. He has a B.S. in bullshit. He counted infinity twice in a row beslubbering each day in a snake pit. He stood on the sun eating rat poison gum and then crashed through the moon with a bang. I swear he’s a dumb ass with no sense of class. He lives up the sky down the lane.