For today’s prompt, write a conspiracy poem.
I confess
I’m the anonymous Q dropping
whatever crap will get 4chan hard
and laughing as the gullible
savor every poorly worded crumb
It’s easy once you learn the trick
“disinformation is necessary”
every wrong prediction becomes intentional
part of the trusted plan
I was also a member of the Illuminati
but got excommunicated— not killed
they just set me up with a boring job
a blog and a lifetime supply of irrelevance
Quote me and I’ll deny it
This is just poetic license
About Bartholomew Barker
Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, a collection of poets in the Triangle region of North Carolina where he has hosted a monthly feedback workshop for more than decade. His first poetry collection, Wednesday Night Regular, written in and about strip clubs, was published in 2013. His second, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, a chapbook of food inspired poetry was served in 2017. He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2021. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he lives and writes poetry.
Bartholomew Barker, Poet 
Poetic license it is
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See you at the next perfectly innocent poetry workshop, wink, wink.
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😉😉😁
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Probably shouldn’t have typed “wink” twice. How do I edit these?
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I stumbled into editing comment once or twice, but honestly don’t know how…I just do correction in comment this days..
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So clever. Like the font by the way. You know I love me some excommunication!!! Oh lord, yes, there could be nothing worse. And the lifetime of irrelevance. Well done, Sir!! Very well done.
Deny, deny, deny, delay and deny. Great ending as well.
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Thanks. BTW, I didn’t mean to choose a different font. Interesting. Maybe WordPress is messing with my formatting. They have been screwing up the email notifications.
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I won’t quote you Bart …
“As a poet, sometimes we confuse ourselves, Trying to create ashes, instead of fire ” …Leonard Cohen
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Well written, Mr. Cohen.
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“a lifetime supply of irrelevance” who could ask for more. LOL
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As poets that’s all we can expect.
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Incredible! 😉
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Indeed.
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🤣
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Very clever, Q.
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shhh.,, Don’t call me that in the public. At least not yet.
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Mum’s the word.
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I liked this poem 50 times. 49 times anonymously. Truth.
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Thank you for your support. I’ll put those Likes to good use.
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