/lit/ - Literature

>>2166962
>Old Tao was good, before he got popular
>before he got popular.
>Not even hipstering

Hey /lit/, am I a poet yet?


I think but with a stride not so elegant
So as to make you think im slow and stupid
A bucket of pity is washed over me.
My yellow glummed pores awake in delight
So I can feed upon it, take it all in
Absorb the sorrow that she needs
Forgive me if I bother you, blood.
To share and forget, i'll spill it to you.
Wear in white so the stains are bright
And if this is too much for your sight
Be fair and beckon me to grow a pair
Watch the hair balance on this trigger
You can farewell this once lonely figure.
Endings are too few, if only you knew
That closure will silence this soul forever.

biggest faggot in the universe