I hate your friends, and their stupid parties
I guess there's always smoking pot on the back porch
With the other sociopaths; We'll make political small-talk
And perhaps, think-tank away at a new cake recipe
For lactose intolerant office employees, and in-laws
How do I get myself into these situations?
Falling in love with either Satan or Mary
I can't tell which is better while balding,
And waiting for colon cancer -- answers.
Some nights I can see the stars over airplanes
Other nights, dark birds in high branches
But tonight, I watch a graph of my entire life
Flash before my eyes after my 11th marguerrita
(And biting your best friend's tit, before attempting to
ride her son's inflatable jet ski around the pool).
I never remember the incite, or message, of these
Said flashes the next day, but I can always
Count on you for a full report,
and a blanket by the couch.
My love is a pill
It takes more than a glass of...
More like a monsoon
Author notes
Written April 7th, 2005
In a list
A contest entry
- Do not enter this contest by Venessa.
800 points, ended April 24, 2005, 2 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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Great!But sad.
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Anytime, thanks for having me along.
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First I will start by thanking you for taking the time to comment on some of the other entries. This contest turned out some awesome poetry!!
Now this was a flash of the past for me. I am from S. Cali and you describe (in yourself) exactly the type of people that made the parties there so memorable lol. I now live on the east coast everyone here is pretty proper and such so parties are sorta boring. I could see you riding around the pool on some damn inflatable toy with a drink in your hand trying to convince some of the better looking women to join you while your 'date' just look at you with a small smile ~ sigh ~ and head shaking. Damn you for this entry lol. An enjoyable read! -
I loved this. Reminded me of all the parties I had to attend at doctor's houses or receptions , etc. I'd rather stay home and do what I want. There's always something I like to do here. Great write
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it would make more sense if it was " i guess there is always pot smoking on the back porch" as opposed to " i guees there is always smoking pot on the back porch" flows better, i think thats what rhianneva was getting at, great poem by the way.
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It's a contraction of 'there is' there's, see.
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yes, that's right.
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I guess>>> there's<<< always smoking pot on the back porch?
Is that right? I mean does it sound right to you?
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"And biting your best friend's tit, before attempting to
ride her son's inflatable jet ski around the pool" How charming...you must be the perfect party guest! I liked the second part,especially! for some reason, it cracked me up. Maybe I'm just weird like that. Who knows? only thing I know for sure is that I enjoyed this write! -
I think the subject of this excellent poem is one reason I never could get hung up on socialising.... too much bulls...!But the Margarita's... well that's a whole other out look And after biting her best friends tit, you deserve to sleep on the couch...lol.
As always, Jeremi, a little piece of life from your talented and imaginative mind. This one read like a few scenes from a movie
Good luck in the contest
Dee
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OK -- now this IS a new poem (at least to me) and it is entered in a great contest that already has attracted some serious talent -- yourself included. The image you evoke reminds me of the types of parties in Southern California I once was invited to, but no longer. The whistful evenings full of debauchery... Silicon Valley just cannot capture that type of scenario as the LA basin can. Your images, though, also are unusually self-contemplative. You lash out at approaching age in lines like "can't tell which is better while balding, / And waiting for colon cancer -- answers", all the while reflecting on life beside the pool. As usual, great stuff Horus. A very, very worthy entry in what will no doubt be one of the best contests on the site by its conclusion.
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Then we're even, I like charity work.
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I love a poem that soothes my swollen prostate.
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visions of you with a blanket and a head full of tequila going sour have just made my day complete ...wonderful as always...you are a smidgen away from being awesome.....well perhaps you are but I am old and wise and never tell a man how good HE really is
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If we could just have a rendition of "Smoke on the Water" on the kid's plastic guitar, it would have just about topped the night off!
Needless, in a small corner of the globe, there is a lunatic in a public library, with five minutes to spare who has already used two of them laughing his arse off in here
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I loved the beginning and I loved the end and the middle was well-structured and attention-holding enough to get me from one point to the other-- what more can I ask from a poem? Excellent work. Played like a movie in my head. God bless and write on, Sim.
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I discovered you on the website for young musician and you rock boy!!! This one is actually pretty cool and looking forward some more!!!!
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bestseller stuff
Good writing!!!! You rock!!! Love the BG setting too.
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No more scarier than a mailman with high blood copper.
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you are probably very scary to entertain
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Great
Cool. I like what you did with that poem, its really good. I really 'saw' the people at the party. Nice job
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