I met this poet at school he was honest “fuck you,” he said “your poetry sucks” “okay,” I said this was after I told him how he might make a couple of his stanzas better I met another poet over drinks after a poetry reading he was interested in fucking me “editors suck,” he told me “most of them can’t write they exist to piss us off” “it’s true,” I said “we should publish ourselves but would that make us editors, too?” “hmm,” he said “wanna go back to my place?” “I’d like to,” I said, “but your poetry sucks”