Pinball
A Chapter by
Kenneth The Poet
The one who could hold back water plays pinball with sardine traffic since self-control behind the wheel is division by zero. Not exactly a wizard like the band who sucks at Cincinnati crowd control, a live wire along a curve for dead men.
© 2012 Kenneth The Poet
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Pure smartass dynamite. BAM! Just puts the cards on the table, and dares you to answer. good stuff....as usual. You're a kick-a*s poetry factory.
Posted 13 Years Ago
Someone a bad driver, here?
Posted 13 Years Ago
Someone a bad driver, here?
you really make the words zing and ping while you rack up the points
Posted 13 Years Ago
you really make the words zing and ping while you rack up the points
Where I live at...we have a road called "dead man's curve", your poem made me think about this. Many died losing self-control on this road. Enigmatic are your words...but it created thought within me. Thank you for sharing.
Posted 13 Years Ago
Where I live at...we have a road called "dead man's curve", your poem made me think about this. Many died losing self-control on this road. Enigmatic are your words...but it created thought within me. Thank you for sharing.
'a live wire along
a curve for dead men.'
great ending. i can just imagine pinball in the traffic, that busy morning rush hour- your throats on the mirror cut, cashed and dried...
Posted 13 Years Ago
'a live wire along
a curve for dead men.'
great ending. i can just imagine pinball in the traffic, that busy morning rush hour- your throats on the mirror cut, cashed and dried...
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Added on October 26, 2011
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Kenneth The Poet Bismarck, ND
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Kenneth 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..
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