Being a Poet in 2018

i don't know what's worse

being a poet in 2018

and submitting poems through DMs

trying my words over shitty photos

of dried roses that lie in the bind

of some random book

or over sparklers

sparklers are pretty

especially when you put a filter on them

or maybe a mountain peak

that'll do the trick

what's worse

being a poet in 2018

or

having your words never be

seen or heard

fuck

if someone read the first stanza

or even grazed over the words

with their fingertips

that would be enough