These new poets
are all cliches
they teach at NYU
and other such
places

They have PHD's
their metaphors are
well thought out
(too well)

They don't drink
blood and ravage themselves
the way the true
savages of the heart
Did

No crossing over sacred
boundaries.

They remind me of coffee shop
photo galleries where it's
obvious the student took pictures
of their bored
friends