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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 Fucking Almanac
CervusWright

I’ve always considered myself to be really smart
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and in some areas, I am.
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But when it comes to men?
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Well, a curious thing
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and why I called you all here today
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lined up, facing me, no clothes on,
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a few inches apart
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from one another.
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But, hey,
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not so distant from one another within the cosmic song
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that I sing.
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So, if you could stay
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for a few minutes, or maybe more
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(I won’t ask you to stay longer, like I did before)
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I’ll play any role you like
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Anyone, Anything
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Friend or Foe
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Virgin, or Whore
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You have your little willies
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all in a row
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I have a box of tissues
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and all my daddy issues
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so let’s go.
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Firstly, I’d like to say
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Thank you all for coming,
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not in me,
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but here.
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A big shout out to my ex-husband, J
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who gave me a beautiful boy during his brief stay.
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You were a decent man, and you tried
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but when my Father died
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my nemesis went away.
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I had no centre
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that you could hold
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just a gaping wound that oozed the hot, black tar of shame
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and His Worship, who never loved me.
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And you.
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The Honourable Member for You Will Have To Get Rid Of It Or It Will Ruin My Career MLA
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I was eighteen years old that day
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and you were forty-three.
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Look at you – the tiniest of them all – still trying, after 21 years, to lay me.
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I’d be flattered
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if I wasn’t so sick and appalled.
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You raped me that first time.
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Don’t shake your head.  You did.  You know it.  Enough said.
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Hey there, P.  Try not to look at me yet
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You were so grounded,
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authentic and kind.
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Thank you.
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What a beautiful example you set.
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And there you stand
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Husband number two
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next to willy number nine
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with your turgid incline, that baby’s arm
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you call a penis.
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Invited me to play both roles with you
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every day, all the time,
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while you abused, shamed and corroded me.
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Hey, don’t run away!  Don’t flee!
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I have the right to say how it was for -
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Apparently not, and so...
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He will disappear again to that secret place
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that he disappeared to seven years ago,
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where I will not witness his ageing face,
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nor sense his fear of failure,
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and live out his days
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believing that I
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know him only
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as Vlad the Impaler.
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And my dear friend, J
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Compassionate
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Strong
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We said ‘goodbye’ too,
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but I’ve known all along
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that before you
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I never knew
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what they meant when they said,
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‘To Thine Own Self Be True’
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I do now, though.
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So, for the rest of you,
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my buffet of little pee-pees,
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you’re free to go
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(apologies for stating an obvious that you already know).
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Narcissists and victims
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all in a row,
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just ego, through and through.
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Blamers and shamers,
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whiney complainers,
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weaker than me
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refusing to see
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the ugliness within you.
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Your delusions make you awful lovers,
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your lack of sensitivity
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deems you horrible in bed.
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And I don’t care
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how many times
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you say it
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sell it
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how many times it’s said,
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none of you (save one or two)
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that’s NONE of you
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know how
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to give.
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A woman.
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Head.
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Mind you, you did push buttons –
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shame, debasement, abandonment, embarrassment –
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you showed me they were there in me.
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So, you see,
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from that first initial kiss,
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through our three night fucking spree,
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within your every lie, within my cosmic song,
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you taught me
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I deserve better
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than this.
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You can put your clothes back on.
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