Form Is Freeing

I am willing to accept verse
libre as a legitimate form of
poetry - I would even go so far as to
say that I am rather
fond of some of
it. When written by Eliot
or Whitman,
it seems genuine and, well,
poetic. But I really hate it
when someone
abandons any attempt at
rhyme and meter
and bashes out something
very drab and dull,
cuts it up at irregular intervals
and
condescendingly
calls it a poem.
It's not a poem,

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you bastards.