Thursday, 3 July 2014

An Ode to James Franco

Hello, James.
This is AJ.
Your poems are
fucking terrible
but then
you know that
don't you?
'Fame raped me,'
you wrote,
'And I raped it,
if you know what
I'm saying.'
No James.
I don't
know what you're
saying.
In what way exactly
is fame akin to rape
outside the cringeworthy freshman dreams
of the first-semester workshop?
James, you're
the Jesus age
but sadly alas
you will not
be literally crucified.

P.S. To be fair
I did think you were good
in the Spider-man films.
The first ones,
with Tobey Maguire,
before they got
shit.

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