This whole poem is one giant WTF Mike #2 (2001)The biggest screw up I everscrewed once told mesomething I'd never understandoccasionally he's speak ofhis turbulent timesHell, we've all been theresome of us just keeprepeating the cyclemixing the whites with a pairof red socksand everything turns piss-colored pinkin those diluted momentsI contemplate returning to old habitsand bite … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Choose Your Own Adventure: Revision Edition
You are midway through a rewrite of your novel, one that you and your agent wants turned around fast due to the nature of the market and the timeliness of the piece. During your rewrite will you a) throw out your back after sitting on a yoga ball for way too many hours and from … Continue reading Choose Your Own Adventure: Revision Edition
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Fallen Angels 2/17/1998 Fallen angel broken halo shattered pieces at my door you tried to save me take me away from my silent war but I fight my own battles carry my heart in armor scared from falling from my pedastool into the deep waters of my soul I wrestle with emotion I don't understand … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
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Reality 2/16/1998 You were never the angel I swore I saw just a regular mirage you are human so now I hear I guess I used you to comfort my fears I was mistaken by my eyes I guess I believe in my lies I still love you and perhaps always will even if you … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
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A Remembrance (2/7/1998) I remember that summer you took my breath away I kept my feelings pent up inside until I saw you today You brought back a flood of memories of laughter and love music and dreams Funny how a heart doesn't let go of a soul it used to know ad seeing second … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
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Untitled (7/19/00) Like an Anne Sexton poem a Dar Williams song lyric I can't get you out of my head "My lover returning to his wife" I can't let go of you I'm Cinderella when I'm with you you're my prince Your rich kiss tastes better than rain I am on fire as you dance … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Mortification Monday
In honor of the holidays, here's an extra long entry in which I detail a slow dance with a boy, Forrest Gump, and how much I love middle school. Merry Christmas!Saturday, June 3rd, 1995Dear Diary,Before I go into school and the dance and my weekend. I'd like to share something- a phrase: "Your destiny is determined … Continue reading Mortification Monday
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Bruised Words (c. 2/10/1998) Drink your coffee like you're the last man on earth smoke your cigarettes like you're giving birth nicotine and coffee destroy you slowly and I turn on the TV to another scandal beating in the street can't drown you out yelling obscenities at my heart Notes: There are so many things … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
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This poem is ridiculously short. Untitled 2/11/1998 The cracks on the wall distract me from the memory of sadness My life was complete when I cried happy tears Notes: WTF is up with line breaks?
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Brian's Portrait (c. 1998) If I had to paint your face My fingertips would be the brushes I'd start with your jawline with four-o-clock shadow And move to the arc of your smile Trace soft lips stretching upward I would not forget your dimples Your strong nose That has been broken countless times Or your … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
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