How to Stop Churning out Garbage Ad Infinitum

If it smells bad, don’t you 

Recycle it. 

Upon My Word

Such silence 

Building up unbearable 

Cornerstones to speak of 

Silence holding up each word. 

Janus-faced Narcissus Reflecting

Strange I should think 

You’re not at all like me. 

Dictum

Wordsmith— 

If it’s worth thinking about, 
Find a language worthy of it. 

Terminator

Don’t answer the open-ended question 
That’s waiting at the end—no matter how 

The poem appears 
Finished with nothing 

More to give you, you have 
Yet to give it 

Everything you have and more— 
What on earth are you waiting for?