Spew 8
A Poem by Ilene M.W. Lush
no explanation
offered a free for all
fall-on-my-face crash course
'How Not To Be Disgusted And Try To Be Amused'
how can I refuse
yet naturally I rut unpleasantly
at the thought of learning the difference between
'people' and 'humanity' Wilde style repetition
although I'd like see the abyss-grand-mal gap
be less defined
by this time I should trust my senses
when I smell rats or my skin crawls
something could be rotten
enigmatic pacing is a special skill
one eye one furrow one eye
and I sigh at one more failed resolution
"this year I want to be pleasantly surprised
instead of shocked into a stupor"
yet today My asalte plata de nube halo
is being worn tilted at windbags
© 2008 Ilene M.W. Lush
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I miss your writing. Gonna read them all even though you're not here, haha. This is so bitter-irony-stickafingerup-andmoveon. Love it.
Posted 14 Years Ago
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Added on April 20, 2008
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