The Best Poem You’ll Ever Read
by John Bendewald
It’s only natural that you will
approach a thing like a blue sequined fishing lure
shimmering in waters ahead,
because everyone looks good from a distance,
but then you get right up and in and
you find that you can’t judge a thing
by a title or a cover or a taste
in music and that under neath that shin
y gold foil you find som e thing
s o ugly a n d brok en
th a t eve n the fi s h es won ‘ t s ta y
fo r l ong er t h an
it ta k e s f o r t h i
ng s to g o t o
s h i
t .