poetry critical

online poetry workshop

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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:

john
unknown

the psychological toilet was more than
 1
a device to expunge toxic mental feces—
 2
 
 
it was made to employ a species
 3
of smarter theses, of a statement made in
 4
 
 
dependency abatement—but he was sick
 5
of the gross stick, as it made him feel
 6
 
 
stuck in the psychoanalyst’s plumber’s crack—
 7
in actuality, however, it was the variety of chemical infatuation
 8
heavily sniffled by the noses of sad addiction, that made him
 9
 
 
this one boy behind,
 10
choosing to bury himself—the one who needed to
 11
 
 
unload on that comfy couch, but chose not to—
 12
and the road
 13
 
 
to overload was the
 14
final step in the dung,
 15
 
 
sung on the damn flushing of
 16
good brain cells—
 17
 
 
john was on his last cigarette
 18
butt, at the edge of his
 19
 
 
life—and the poor
 20
bloke was gone in one
 21
 
 
swiping stroke.
 22

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