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:

Sad To Be You And Me
dmartin

Sifting through the pictures
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that shift through my memory
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and every loose strand of hair
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that's fucking up my sensory,
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an unwelcome piece of history
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that is summing up my misery.
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And I'm sure it's just the booze,
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but you're blurry and mine to lose.
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Every single sidewalk crack
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that shows the concrete's age
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I avoid so's not to break my back,
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I'd rather turn the page.
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The structures gone, the outline shaken
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that led to all those pictures taken
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I'm really just a drunken ass
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and growing up I faked it...
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So if you're ever in my neck of the woods
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I wish you'd climb my tree.
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Swing upside down and reminisce
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of all the things we'd be.
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Oh, it's sad to look back at you and me.
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I recollect the things I wasted.
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Alcohol and cigarettes,
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the only things I tasted.
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My smokey eyes, my water lung
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were never quite the match
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for the adjectives you'd sling at me
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from your soul and down your tongue.
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I just wish you'd look me up.
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So next time you're in my neck of the woods
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You bring the tire swing,
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I'll surely bring the rope.
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We'll reminisce on all we thought we'd be.
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Oh, it's sad to look back at you and me.
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And should you leave no better than before,
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no happier forever more...
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I'll set those woods ablaze, you'll see.
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Oh, it's sad to be you and me.
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