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Oct 22, 2009
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precious ~ a bad poem
Precious is a bad poem.
A very very bad poem.
A very very bad poem.
Day and night, by candlelight
I’ve washed words right out of her mouth,
removed syllables, vowels and consonants
from her three eyes blind,
beat her silly with rhythm and rhyme
& broke her spirit
I've stripped her of syntax and (any) climax
and now she’s merely another tasteless
pulp of paper with no end in sight,
(Where oh, where does a bad poem go? Is there
an afterlife?)
Ha! She's coming back to haunt me. HaHa! And
now they're taking me away...
— Kailashana, Oct 22, 2009
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Critiques
seabhac
16 years 7 months ago
What a laugh
Ink Dragon
16 years 7 months ago
Anna,
Proprietress o…
16 years 7 months ago
crazy words from a crazy woman
Seren
16 years 7 months ago
Dear Ma, I love this poem to
hugo la rosa
16 years 7 months ago
Dear Kailashana:
jabuu
16 years 7 months ago
funny
Nordic cloud
16 years 7 months ago
A papier maché poem
Kailashana
16 years 7 months ago
Thanks all for reading my
Idlemindwondering
16 years 7 months ago
OH those so too many
lyz
16 years 7 months ago
I liked it