I had to submit a portfolio of poetry in my first year at university. Here’s one of them. It’s a found poem, based on the business card scene from American Psycho, one of my favourite books.
I Found an American Psycho
Cool colouring.
That’s bone,
I point out.
And the raised lettering
is called Silian Rail
That’s nothing,
he says
and slaps a card
on the table.
A spasm of jealousy
courses through me
It is very cool
Elegance of colour
and classy type
Eggshell with
Romalian type
This is really super
So tasteful and
magnificent
Pale nimbus white
Tasteful thickness
I’m unexpectedly depressed
that I started this
I clench my fist.