Maybe I'll continue this in a much better Vol. II. Depends on if I can web Pythagorean theorem with the ideals of Francis Crick. I'm not sure if its possible but I'm willing to try.
April 12, 2o1o / 6: 49 pm
My non-stereotypical
Mother walks into
The room ahead of
Me. I feel the stir
Of rumbles, the kind
Of audible sigh that
Affects air currents. A
High school beauty queen
Turned 40-something,
Aged to the point of
Mellow elegance and I...
And I...
My non-stereotypical
Sister won the state
Science fair again and
The following week
Tested genius. She's
In the paper in dual
Articles, softball and
Band. Her friends
Put up with me and I...
And I...
My non-stereotypical
Father holds a room
Captivated. A woman
Beside me remarks on
My family's blue eyes
And he charms her.
Former football star
With a brain who smells
Vaguely of saw dust
And never meets a
Stranger and I...
And I...
My non-stereotypical
Face reflects off a
Window across a
Crowded room.
Awe, acclaim, and
Charm are in my
Blood but I...
this makes me think of a house falling down, but the house is made of rubber bricks, and no one is crushed, and they all gather around to play a building game and you have the best ideas but no one hears you. and the house repeatedly falls down through time because no one is willing to listen.
its a snapshot of a family which is always fascinating.
Posted 14 Years Ago
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This is a great piece, the main character describes all the people around them in a positive light. But fails to recognize their own positives.
It's a great look into the dynamics of a family from one childs prospective.
~Calypso Firebutton
Lost in self-esteem, self-gratification, self-self these whispers come from our inner self.
Nice concept here. I enjoyed the playful repetitions and the open end.... so now I think, I.. I....
great job!
AAAAAArrrgggghhhhhhh
MAD TRAIN!
ever see the confused monkeys at the start of 2001?
that is how i feel right now.
i can't get my head round this. Not evolved enough.
it is your spookily good ability to do the...
articulate-angry-hopeless-reflection-moodswinger
better than just about anyone i've read.
in writing
"non-stereotypical"
you wrote a bit of neo-stereotypical brilliance here val
this makes me think of a house falling down, but the house is made of rubber bricks, and no one is crushed, and they all gather around to play a building game and you have the best ideas but no one hears you. and the house repeatedly falls down through time because no one is willing to listen.
its a snapshot of a family which is always fascinating.
Don't email me and demand I read and review your work. It's bizarre.
Wake me if you like me,
Wake me if you want me,
Wake me if you need another poem.
L'original style, au-del du blah bla.. more..