|I saw legs running in front of a window.
It's been four hours since I ate
mushrooms. Pussy like roast beef
A small plate of tuna with 1 packet of mayonnaise, a plate of carrots and
peas, sloppy with oil.
A row of 27 treadmills, 1 unoccupied, red sign that says "Out of Order."
Wet spots on a shirt. Austerbery says that if you write down what weights you do
in a notebook, you'll always know where you left off. A voice that sounds like Miami, only because I could not see him.
The Steelers on a game winning drive. Progress is beautiful. A known shark killer. Cold hot wings. Can you read Ashbery sober? I've never smoked pot, been drunk once, 7th grade, oh, but I have been
on anti-depressants for the past 12 years. A plant in the future to end poetry for good. The tall thin man and the short squat woman. Cucumber, boat, wire. Cab, brick. Episode 7, season 1. I think I'm getting avocado.
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I think I'm getting nauseated. Are you sober yet?
roast beef pussy hah. jesus.
nice flash piece. better class of blogging -- you might say, even, that it was more like what literature looks like. but, i don't know how you deal with the term 'literature'.
looking at the squeeky clean response, isn't this the truth of writing -- that you're more interest in whether you pulled it off or not and they're more interested in what they know about. for me, that kind of 'i think i'm...' comment is seriously depressing to read in a writers workshop space and yet so expected. this is a nicely crafted thing -- it looks like you really worked at making this writing fit the experience and the experience's meaning for you. i mean, you may never have taken mushrooms and maybe don't even watch t.v. ever... it wouldn't matter, cause this is a writing thing.
if there's a next you do mushrooms try and go to a secluded woodland not too far from home - if such a thing exists, and just stay there for a while.
i can see the reflections of all these things in your mind, and how your mind focuses momentarily upon them to try to know them, but it sounds all fairly mundane to me in some respects, though some wild mushroom tripped out piece of junk writing would be infinitely worse .. still, this lacks exploration of your world, though it is not a bad piece of writing at all.
so is the cat's name actually pussy, or is that just for effect?
would the reaction be any different if I took out that one word?
well apparently SarahMichele interpreted it differently than i so i don't know.
i've eaten more than my fair share of mushrooms, however, i've never had any experience with anti-depressants, so maybe i'm outta my element.
it's a nice poem anyhow.
SarahMichele, are you noting similarities between your own and roast beef?
this is beautiful.
i wish there were a way to filter bots doing 'this is beautiful'. it really dumbs down a comments page and probably has a trojan in it for a smut page.
joey is not beautiful.
nor am i mean to be.
by the way, i'm the one who found the beauty in this when the actuary's only found something to quibble about. i'm not jealous of other writers, just very particular about writing i like. saying 'this is beautiful' in a poetry critical site is like saying 'this is beautiful' at your circumcision. it is and it isn't, but someone will probably ask you what you mean by it. live with that.
well, writing is PRETTY much a difficult thing, and the author of this maybe has only half the motion down: "showing off", as you suggest. and maybe the other part, 'meaning what you say' is too revealing? but, the only real experience you have to share with us is the writing of this. and it would be wasteful to use poetry critical just as a personals column for getting dates from PRETTY people.
I don't like line 2, it's not pwetty. The rest is kynda kool.
lulz i like it alot.