R.I.P poetry

Too many thoughts are like a swirling
whirlpool in the little mermaid
Swimming all around the paper yet can’t fit together
Picking one topic would just be a disaster
A poet is a multiplying parasite.
Untouched leads to plagiarism
(couldn’t have helped this poem)
Taking away my partying life like Jason Vorhees watching
his victims scream to death
Oh why oh why am I having so much difficulty
Please oh please make this stop
STOP!