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:

The Night You Almost Kicked Me Out
Ehrickah

Father, after being discovered, I felt so bitter,
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One bad trip I wish not to remember,
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and I could not shake this oncoming disaster -
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A catastrophe of brain-dead molecular breakdown.
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I didn’t know if I was coming or going -
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It was not me, you see, how do I explain?
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The look you gave me
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that night I told you I felt so alone
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seemed as though your heart was breaking
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and I was watching - the only time
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that I really looked into your eyes.
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I asked you please, and
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you laid beside me until I slept.
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Your ears would fill with tears and laughter
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as I spilled my heart out to you –
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Nothing I would ever do if I were in reality.
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It’s rather sad when a daughter is told
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when she screwed up and
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sorry I’m not welcome here anymore -
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her excellency made that clear the night she
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almost kicked me out – but you let me stay.
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It wasn’t me, please believe me, it was the drugs,
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and it wasn’t until you looked at me that
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a part of my heart fell to the floor
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and rebellion quickly halted
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for visions of what I should have been.
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Maybe you wish too hard on some dream
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that is too far away for me to ever capture for you –
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I cannot do the things you want me to –
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And, I never thought I’d want to die
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until I saw myself in your eyes that night.
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