I found out through Facebook recently that an ex-boyfriend who I haven’t spoken to in about 13 years got married. I’m super happy for him. Coincidentally, today’s bad poem was written shortly after our breakup.
Fading Memory
I cannot remember
the last word
I spoke
on the day
my heart
left the
earth
I cannot remember
the feeling of
sorrow
Notes: The terrible line breaks are back! I seriously had no rhythm.
danielle dreger 
Love this!! I was a terrible line-breaker too, but all my horrible poems are still dear to my heart! A bad one that comes to mind is one that says something like “thanks for the lovely apple, it wasn’t until the eighth bite that I bit into the razor blade.” I’m sure there are terrible line breaks–no, I guarantee it!
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Than you! But now I’m *dying* to see more of your bad poetry!
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You don’t have to twist my arm–I’ll throw one up during toddler’s nap…& next Friday too. ; )
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