Me, critiquing prose: Well, you should change the syntax here for more clarity, and you're mixing metaphors here, but clear that up and it'll be all polished up!

Me, critiquing poetry: WHAT MERE MORTAL DARES DEFY MY SLUMBER

*-* Never ask me to critique poetry.

Though I've written prose all my life, I actually have more formal training in poetry than almost anything else and that just means I AM AN ASSHOLE

Half of poetry classes is discussing why so called good poetry SUCKS ASS

I s2g if I have to hear another fucking poetry workshop in my life it will be too soon.

Wandering through the feces pile that is early-20s male senior poetry made me lose hope for mankind.

IT IS SUPERIORITY COMPLEX BULLSHIT THAT'S ALSO RACIST AND CLASSIST AND RAAAAAAAGH

But I still can't cut out anything I learned so poetry just sends me into unending fury

AND IF I HAVE TO READ ONE MORE FUCKING FANTASY AUTHOR WRITE TERRIBLE POETRY AND USE THEE AND THINE AND THOU WRONG I WILL YEET MYSELF OFF THIS IVORY TOWER THOSE FUCKERS PUT ME IN

WHY DO YOU EVEN NEED THOSE WORDS

THEY'RE NOT EVEN IN THE REST OF YOUR BOOK

YOUR PROSE IS ALREADY ARCHAIC ENOUGH SOUNDING WITHOUT IT IT MIGHT AS WELL HAVE BEEN SHIT OUT OF SHAKESPEARE ASS AND INTO YOUR MOUTH

I have zero chill.

This post is a good reminder of this.

ALSO I AM INCLUDED IN THIS

I WROTE A FUCKING ODE TO THE MOON IN MY FIRST POETRY CLASS. THE FUCKING MOON

SUPER ORIGINAL SEPHIE AT LEAST OTHERS WROTE ABOUT FUCKING THE MOON YOU COULDN'T EVEN DO THAT