this the last blast
in heated bath water
toaster springs sizzle
icy glare cast in bronze shakes to
six-pack spilled southerly abdominal
another pill pops acne puss
and rust forms at the drain.
i remain upright
first person shame to claim
my fight to remain
well-hydrated my belly floats
help sinks in the concave porcelin
in which i think
to get out is better than dead.
in heated bath water
toaster springs sizzle
icy glare cast in bronze shakes to
six-pack spilled southerly abdominal
another pill pops acne puss
and rust forms at the drain.
i remain upright
first person shame to claim
my fight to remain
well-hydrated my belly floats
help sinks in the concave porcelin
in which i think
to get out is better than dead.
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Re: poor me
Thu, January 25, 2007 - 10:34 PMwhy can't I write poetry?
Isn't it a simple word?
If I could write poetry, I'd have it made! -
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Re: poor me
Thu, January 25, 2007 - 10:46 PMYou need to break loose
Apply the enema
to your encrusted thoughts
Achieve the flow of the cosmos
It is there for the taking
Just collect the old pennies
Bring them to a coin shop
They are worth a lot of money -
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Re: poor me
Thu, January 25, 2007 - 10:54 PMEwe should be me
I mean, "you", not "ewe"
Sorry
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