Poetry: Gore Vidal’s Burner Account by Scott Cumming
Gore Vidal's Burner Account
Imagine he’d been born in ‘85
Might not appear on any chat shows
but he’d host a legendary burner account
that would leave us thirsting
for more ire
Every writer a goddamned liar
Denigrate baring a
Shit eating grin
This indie scene
a porcine
shit sty
for undiscerning eyes
Chances are he wouldn’t hide
behind a parody account
He’d spit in your eye
Punch you in the mouth
Not jealousy
just rock solid belief
putting us on blast
knowing he'd outlast
any hashtag
or misplaced fury
as your blood, shit and tears
mix into a raging paste
He’d track you down
Say it to your face.
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