Showing posts with label bad poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad poems. Show all posts

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Secret Gay Clubs


Are not to be found

On this site.

(Brothel 404!)

This is The LITERARY Brothel.

So please stop coming here

In search of brothels.

Las Vegas Brothels

Los Angeles Brothels

Gay Brothels

Straight Brothels

Hidden Brothels

Legal Brothels

The only kind of brothel around here

Are ones with words.

Sheesh.

!

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.

Well...

Since you're here.

Have a look around!

We do some creative writing

And when we don't feel like writing

We analyze the keyword patterns

That bring people to the site

And write things

That look like poems

But are more like rants.

Seriously.



-TLB

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Is it Tuesday Already?

A poem by Klaus Varley

These days

we update The Brothel on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Today

I totally forgot it was Tuesday

because of the holiday

weekend.

But then

I remembered:

bad poems

count as posts

and are easy

to write.

The only danger

is

they leave the reader

feeling somewhat

unsatisfied

even when

you throw in

an apology

at the end.

And so

I'm not going to

do that.

Seriously.

-KV
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