Ruined Poem
Spider crawling on a bench
strutting across the catwalk so immense
spider waving its legs in the air
performing spasmodics without a care
the spider's twisting it's body around
spider... uh... making sound?
Do spiders make sounds?
I dunno...
um... fuck
how bout this one?

Poet trying to write a rhyme
Poet thinking it's about time
to stop looking for excuses to write
wait for inspiration.
And I'm not gonna rhyme anymore either.
This is a ruined poem. Wasted piece of paper.
So fuck it.
Shit, now I feel guilty about wasting paper.
Cuz I like trees.
I say we legalize hemp.
Think about it.
And maybe I can write something somewhat intelligent on the other side of this sheet...

ya know it's funny how I can write a half-decent poem, and decide not to upload it because I have other, similar poems of greater quality... but now I write an absolutely disgustingly bad poem... and I upload it.
Weird, huh?
Oh, in case you were wondering, the poem I wrote on the other side of the said piece of paper is called "Shit Happens." If you have an interest in reading it, it's there... and I kinda like it too... my friends seem to like it a lot more than I do, but, whatever, at least I didn't completely waste that sheet of paper.
But I still say we legalize hemp!

Oh... I was just wondering why you decided to read this when the title warns you that it is a "ruined poem." Perhaps my "ruined poems" are actually more entertaining than the said half-decent ones that I don't upload or even the decent ones that I do upload? Well... if you're interested in reading a similar poem to this one, read "That Was a Stupid Poem To Write".
I will now stop talking. I have made entirely too big of a deal out of this ruined poem.