David Baumgardner – “I Hate Poetry Slams” @WANPOETRY (TGS 2018)


I’m starting to hate poetry slams
because poets are becoming too predictable poets are like diapers you
open them up and it’s the same shit for instance I know what you expected me to
do a poem about black lives matter or a love poem or a list poem with metaphors
and analogies or maybe you want me to transform my mouth into a eulogy and
throw a couple of lines about Mike Brown or Trayvon or or maybe a poem about God
and faith and just wait maybe that would offend some of the atheists look I’m not
saying it’s not cool to talk about what’s real around you but sometimes
people just want to hear what’s real inside you what’s real about me: my
life is fucked up bill collectors blow up my phone like we’re fucking my
ex-girlfriend tried to separate me from my son felt like the Atlantic slave trade
I’m fucked up I pass out business cards and I don’t even own a business
I have no business doing that word shit I’m fucked up my friend
committed suicide my brother committed suicide I’m tired of wearing suit and ties
to funerals I’m fucked up you know it’s fucked up the industry and what they do
to us we hit the stage every week but never get paid what’s really due to us
that’s fucked up how 60% of this room is one check away from being homeless
to homeless it’s never check what’s crazy is one check of a CEO can feed the
homeless ain’t that fucked up just last week I was playing hide and seek from
depression and it felt me hiding behind my smile and I’ve been it ever since my grandma used to say for every cause
there’s a reaction but why do cops think being black means probable cause to
cause action I hate the fucking police I hate the fact that I only have
three minutes here to speak in this poem Wait y’all remember that diaper I
was talking about earlier I’m starting to look like one
and what I learned is that I’m just like every other poet we all gone through the
same shit

16 thoughts on “David Baumgardner – “I Hate Poetry Slams” @WANPOETRY (TGS 2018)

  1. "Just last week, I was playing hide and seek with depression" I felt that in my soul.

  2. You feel the frustration in the voice. But at the same time, slam is a game. At the end of the day, we all just gotta remind ourselves that mantra, "the points are not the point, the point is the poetry."

  3. You crafted this like it was a battle rap round and I love it, mad respect.

  4. POETRY SLAMS ARE FULL OF FAKE POETS, THEY ARE ALL ACTORS. I WISH PEOPLE WOULD STOP TAKING OUR GIFT FOR GRANTED. WHEN I GIVE OPEN MICS AND I THEIR ARE THESE TYPE OF POETS I SHUT THE MIC OFF

  5. Gathering Words

    The words they gather to feel a page,
    They calm, they sooth, but can also rage.
    See a word and hear it's meaning,
    Without it's action, you're not listening.
    Endless weaves, they paint to seek,
    There's more to words, that draw the ink.
    Words can go farther, when action takes further,
    It ends like it started, when words only gather.

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