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Jus a bit of rambling...went to an open mic thing the other day and some friends wanted me to read but I didnt have my book, so I jotted this down real quick +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ ...and lately life is silence. I know that starting with and is bad form, but I feel like I've said all that cam before "and" so many times and in so many ways that it just doesn't bear repeating. No one will listen anyway. My biggest failure is that when I recite the best piece I've ever written to an audience of greater than 1, at least 1 person will laugh at the word "underroos". God I wanna kick their teeth in when they do that. I opened my eyes and all I saw was the silence, the words don't flow through me so well these days, and the long faces and downward glances are as much mine today as I visciously accused them of belonging to the ignorant masses yesterday. Life twists, pulls, degrades you to become what you hate. I used to believe that their were exceptions to the rule, that maybe Gods funny joke had a couple holes. We are human, we thrive on ignorance, profit from the sheer idiocy of others. I make a living counseling people barely more perceptive tat rocks, and the more stupid people I talk to, the longer I talk to them, the better my performance review looks. God bless the white collar sweat shops of America, God bless them every one. It's amazing how numb you can go...anger and lethargy and helplessness seeping through untold hundreds of miles of phone line, 5 days a week, 8 hours a day, 1 confused, bewildered, and even frightened person at a time... ...and life is silence, or perhaps I'm simply tuning it out
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I like the last line especially. It turns the whole poem into "all that came before 'and'" that you weren't going to say. (I'm afraid to ask now, but "underroos"? Please don't kick my teeth in.)
I like it, but it shouldn't have started with "and"
re 2: hehehehehhehehehhehehehhehehhehehehhehehehhe re 1: 9.8 meters/sec/sec, the line "Small boys dream of becoming the next superman, running around in yogi-bear underoos with clean white towels tied around their necks."
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