poetry critical

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Poetry Critical 2.0

Hey guys, Donald here.

In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.

But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?

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Random Poem:

two people, two futures, one question

one question can change everything
i can now see things as never before
i see past, present, and forevermore
i recognize what i may be living for
one simple question...no simple answer
"And do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, for better or worse, through sickness and in health, until death do you part?"
time stops
i can see everything, through everything; i see everything as it was, as it will be; all secrets are revealed to me
i stare at the woman before me, and object of perfection, the subject of my affection
she loves me; i love her
what we have together; the love i have for her i'll never have from another
i said that i would marry her
but why can't i answer one simple question?
yes or no, right?
i wish...
two doors appear in front of me
two doors which possess a future in each of them
on with and one without
in an effort to ease my burgeoning doubt
i look upon my future along marriage's route
what lies ahead is something i loathe to see
a world of sorrow, regret, heartache and pain is bestowed upon me
the love i have for her is very strong
her love for me wanes over time
times get rough, staying in love gets tough, getting divorced seems so fine
we decide to stay together for our child, a child which isn't mine
i go from job to job, maintaining this lifestyle she desires to see
little do i know she has plans for her own, becoming the town slut she aspires to be
she has another child, my child, and things seem to get better
but because of one mistake in her most recent endeavor
AIDS has got my child's life hanging by a loose tether
i'm an unlucky father
who's in love with his AIDS-ridden daughter
but she dies before that incestrial test
my own death by the hands of my wife's newest lover concludes the rest
if this is true, what kind of marriage is this?
is this a joke; is this fate's idea of marital bliss?
the door closes, time moves on, i return to the side of my future wife
she smiles, i grimace, beholding what may be the demise of my life
i don't know what to do, i don't know how to feel
is this future my imagination or could this be real?
all eyes rest upon me, every breath is held
everyone waits for those two words they know i'll expel
"So, baby," she says. "What's it gonna be?"
Damn, who knew a question so simple could be so complex?

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