we enrolled at the university of poetry
together, do you remember
at the freshers ball seeing P
like some young city buck
eyeing up the english language
check out that totty! a trophy fuck
tell me P, after you'd shoved your pen up her twat
did you feel a sense of fulfillment/achievement?
so why not write about that?
instead, you muddled our tongue
made it sound archaic, foreign
like a perfumed computer language
instead of a song
I came to read poetry
in search of enlightenment
you did it clever