"They fuck you up, your mom and dad"
They fuck you up, your mom and dad
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.
But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-stylen hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another's throats.
Man hands on misery to man
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can
And don't have any kids yourself.
I like this poem. It's funny, it's serious, it's to the point, and it uses the word "fuck." Helps show kids that poetry isn't all "thee" and "thine" and "love" and "dove." w00t
19 March 2009
15 March 2009
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villanelle
VOW OF SILENCE VOW OF SILENCE
My cat, she likes to chase her tail and eat
small mice and twisty snakes she finds hunting.
She drops them, eats them at my shrinking feet.
His new wife likes to rack men up, each cheat
she marks with daggered smiles. And then laughing
alone, she chases some more tail - then eats.
My daughter watches me from under sheets
as shouts ring from my mouth. She lies; swearing,
she drops fables before my shrinking feet.
Model, guide, icon of forgotten heat,
my old mother watches herself withering.
She plays parent too thin and will not eat.
I lost my job today. Clever and neat
I was, but not enough for her thinking.
My boss drops me and scorns my shrinking feats.
I lost my job. I lost my girl. My sweet
love faded into sour roses wilting.
They all can thrive on chase and food - they eat
their success right before my losing feet.
VOW OF SILENCE VOW OF SILENCE
My cat, she likes to chase her tail and eat
small mice and twisty snakes she finds hunting.
She drops them, eats them at my shrinking feet.
His new wife likes to rack men up, each cheat
she marks with daggered smiles. And then laughing
alone, she chases some more tail - then eats.
My daughter watches me from under sheets
as shouts ring from my mouth. She lies; swearing,
she drops fables before my shrinking feet.
Model, guide, icon of forgotten heat,
my old mother watches herself withering.
She plays parent too thin and will not eat.
I lost my job today. Clever and neat
I was, but not enough for her thinking.
My boss drops me and scorns my shrinking feats.
I lost my job. I lost my girl. My sweet
love faded into sour roses wilting.
They all can thrive on chase and food - they eat
their success right before my losing feet.
ack1
computer is down, in the shitter, broken, whatever thou wilt.
translates into: expect updates to be even more sporadic than they are.
hopefully it will be fixed shortly, because otherwise i may kill myself.
i ask you, what kind of computer company doesn't put the number for tech support on the back of the computer? that's what you're supposed to do, esp. if said computer won't even start the fuck up.
pax
hope
translates into: expect updates to be even more sporadic than they are.
hopefully it will be fixed shortly, because otherwise i may kill myself.
i ask you, what kind of computer company doesn't put the number for tech support on the back of the computer? that's what you're supposed to do, esp. if said computer won't even start the fuck up.
pax
hope
02 March 2009
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