Fudge nuggets, or: Shnookerdookies!

My 1st cascade poem

Curse words constantly boil up inside me
They spill over when I'm speaking to myself
Would the word Fuck degrade my poetry?

I wonder if something is wrong with me
Are other folks less frustrated than I am?
Curse words constantly boil up inside me

I harbor many dark and angry thoughts
Most of the time, I don't give them expression
They spill over when I'm speaking to myself

As a poet, I so want to honor the art
Every time I compose a verse, I ask myself:
Would the word Fuck degrade my poetry?

77 thoughts on “Fudge nuggets, or: Shnookerdookies!”

  1. It wonโ€™t yk itโ€™s just everyone their own POVs and to me everyone gets angry and sometimes itโ€™s just fine to let it out in that way…๐Ÿ˜Œ

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