North Dakota SuicideA Poem by Kenneth The PoetA rambling, poetic narrative about life in my home state. Inspired by Chuck Klosterman.
Wasting away on a barstool in Downtown Owl
The Dog Lover's mission: to make the patrons scowl Every night imbibing gallons of Lord Calvert and Coke A simple pattern of action becomes a long running joke This is your life and it's slipping away in meteoric fashion Your date with the grave, the metaphor of a car crashing Into a concrete piling that keeps the path sedate and flush So comes the random resolution to a buffalo rancher's crush Three simple rules that even the largest moron can know Stay in your vehicle and keep the tailpipe clear of snow Keep the window cracked as long it is away from the wind This is the awful truth, there is no room for political spin Stupidity, like the state, is a leading cause of unnatural death That one miserable flaw is how one is remembered the best Locked in a unbroken routine of earning pay and drinking it down There is a probable chance that one can become the class clown But, the death certificate is signed and the burial plot is chosen Short-circuit the process by walking into the air that is frozen The reverse of tachycardia is the pulse of life in the open plain Just the same discussions of weather, football and the price of grain Whether slugging down black sludge coffee or black label whiskey The monotony of earthen existence is pointless, that is the key Another set of statistics, just barrel laughs for those that died Not being prepared, just another atypical North Dakota suicide © 2011 Kenneth The PoetFeatured Review
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12 Reviews Added on May 24, 2011 Last Updated on May 24, 2011 AuthorKenneth The PoetBismarck, NDAboutKenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..Writing
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