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Aziel
| Fuck that shit, | 1 |
I'm going to the bar. | 2 |
Moldy bread is | 3 |
out of style, | 4 |
and trees don't wanna | 5 |
talk anymore. | 6 |
Bleach is my perfume | 7 |
these days, | 8 |
and novelties | 9 |
are short-lived. | 10 |
My God, | 11 |
how many shoes | 12 |
can one woman own? | 13 |
Felix would roll over | 14 |
in his grave | 15 |
if he knew the subsidized rate | 16 |
of circumstance. | 17 |
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Damn, those bushes | 18 |
are looking pretty soggy. | 19 |
Starve them, Seymour, | 20 |
STARVE THEM. | 21 |
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... And I don't even | 22 |
feel a thing. | 23 |
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18 Oct 05 |
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wow, fucking really good. i love this poem. says so much in so little words, and finally something with some flavor and angst.(9)
— infinity
Interesting. Interesting ideas, yet lacking in coherence. You also need some punctuation, and your line breaks could use some work.
— claudia
beatnik,
this flows well without punctuation and has great... energy.
— b00
Interesting poem.
Breaks are a bit odd.
The flow comes in every now and then.
L20 and 21. in quotes perhaps?
-gab
— Gabriella
i dont understand it
— unknown
... Lol?
— Aziel
An interesting stream of consciousness piece but it doesn't really say much other than you are bored and have nothing truly important or even very coherent to say. Sometimes, I suppose, that is the case and therefore it is a relevant enough piece in its own right but it doesn't hold much appeal for me.
— nakedowl
Hmm. *thinking*
— themolly
It's super old and a fairly crappy incoherent write about having to clean up my house after hurricane Katrina, don't think too hard. Lol.
— Aziel
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