Prostitution, what can I say?
After getting kicked out of the navy
My social security card was black balled
My skin sold quick, my eyes went high
Heroin, barracudas, limes, and parfait
Blamed the world with bad poetry
Because I was only as smart as
a boner and some drug money.
(If you look at my fake grass? It is very sad,
and when it weeps it turns even faker)
But once I saw the most incredible eagle,
with my dad up north on a lake, and he said "I bet
that bird's 50 years old, and as free as can be..."
With prehistoric child like fascination. And,
I sat for a moment hooking a worm onto my line
and came back with "Nah, I bet that birds a 100,
and two weeks from being shot and made into
a dream catcher... That bird's scared dad." When
he looked at me? He knew I was the mailman's.
But I was still hoping for a miracle.
When I became a man
I thought I wasn't, because I never had a mother
I was a Grendel with no stinky hay to lay and suckle.
But then... My mom found me, and made love to me,
and that was the day I knew
I was the mailman.
Loki told me when I was born to watch the fire.
When I sleep and move with the night lately?
It's been watching me.
It's been dancing too.
And somehow, though I have sinned,
and I have not loved my bones proper.
Perhaps, I think, the fire
will let me soon.
Author notes
Loki, he was very honest and a trickster
Quite the devlish genius.
Written January 15th, 2004
In a list
A contest entry
- Life Experience and attitude by trista.
400 points, ended August 1, 2006, 12 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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oh, me too, thanks.
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ver kind, thanks.
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brilliance again
you amaze me....i'm so glad i entered this contest to find the wonder of your work!!!!!
congratulations........
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I certianly liked this piece! I have no choice but to know all of Tools songs since they are my sons favorite band. Hell, you did an exceptionally great job with a brillant mind adding your own personal journey, your father, loki and tool! This is a special treat for those of us who enjoy a brilliant poet!
Good luck in the contest!
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Certainly, I chose every option but #3.
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I would not normally be so blunt about a contest entry, but in this case I don't think you'll mind. It's my contest anyway, right? So...I really don't want to like this poem, but unfortunately I do. I think the less I say beyond that, the better. I would like to know which option you felt this fit into though?
Thank you for the entry and good luck.
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Aww, I love Tool.
Very good piece, it made me smile, and I also like how you connected the scene with your father to the present. Nice stuff.
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awesome awesome job
I F***IN LOVE THIS POEM! Not only did you quote Tool (my favorite rock band!), but you nodded at Loki, one of the Norse Gods! Brilliant write, I must say. I thought you told your story wonderfully well and you get a clap from me
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very nice horus.
Somebody's watching out for you.
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wow...i don't really know what to think of this, but i think that it is pretty interesting...what a life.
why did you get kicked out of the navy? my cousin just joined, so i'm curious...thanks for the read
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LOL! Loki wasn't evil he was mischevious! he created chaous and he was always the one to be blamed when things went wrong. But Loki could talk his way out of anything!
nice poem Loki is one of my favorite gods.
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"Loki; in Norse mythology, handsome giant who represented evil and possessed great knowledge and cunning. According to Scandinavian legend, Loki and Hel, goddess of the underworld, will lead the forces of evil against the gods in the titanic struggle of Ragnarok, the end of the world."
Damn I'd hate to be in your way. What I especially liked about this poem is how you tied that scene with your dad to your present state. That was pretty damn original.
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LOL, you're really freakin out huh? just face it, your poem isn't that good. you dont even know who i am dood, you're making all these stupid insults up and you're not even funny. keep tryin buddy.
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Wow, you'r so avant garde, it must be all of the refreshing smart
metal you jerk off to while trying to pass yourself off as anything
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right, thats why you had to type two different comments back ^_^ and secondly, tool is tool man, you can't "not really" quote tool unless you use someone else's lyrics and say its theirs...you know im right about your poem so now you're just trying to attack me elsewhere. third eye is a great song anyway. nice try piss pinwheel.
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And I can get that out without editing it, lapsnorkle.
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Tell you what, I'm cool enough that when I quote Tool?
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excellent kitten goggles of doom, brother barnaby.
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Nice asshat.
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i understand that you're not trying to rhyme, but there's no poetry in this, regardless...i sense no essence here, it just sounds like you're talking. maybe you could've taken this concept and approached it in a more abstract or different way, i dunno. anyway thanks for sharin, peace.
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Applause
This is a Thor of a poem, forget the evil one. Excellent in all respects..........I'm in awe of your talent, truely. A very polished piece well worthy of applause.
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for some reason,this reminded me of american gods by neil gaiman.maybe bec of loki and the way the poem unfolded.sad and funny mailman sidedish.such a lot of issues to pick on!funny fake grass line.excellent.
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Even the Grendal had a mother. The question marks you placed left questions in my mind. Will I lose sleep, not as long as Loki keeps the fire turned low. Interesting read though...
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exceptional
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Hi, just dropped in to take a look, you are one angry young man, probably you have reason to be your wins speak your fame, quite impressive . by the way the photo of the big cat is my kind of photo. yes I came here to have a dig, but I always give to Caesar that which belongs to Caesar, you are good at the type of poems you write, I would like to see you do something different might not win you so much fame but it might give you some satisfaction! Peace.
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that is like one of the best pieces ive ever read i would most definently say within top three to four...great job.....its very deep and interesting!!! I love it! Thanks for sharin!
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Now that is a great bit of writing and I dare say it may have been more than a little bit wasted on the person judging this comp as the winner is not a patch on this. Interesting your should use the Norse God of Darkness in this and more interesting still is how its layered texture was not applauded from here to the winners circle. Its great writing and one which takes the reader on a dangerous walk. I loved this and like all comps its a mystery why some things win and others do not.
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Dude, me too!!!!!!
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One time I went to a taffy factory and they gave us a tour. The guide told us to stay away from the railings cause it was dangerous or something, I really don't remember. Did he think I was stupid or something? COME ON! So I wanted to get a closer look at the taffy and when I got close I lost my balance and fell over the edge of the railing into a huge vat of caramel taffy. They all thought I would die, but I was a state swimmer in High School so I was fine! When I got out I was covered in taffy, I was taffy man!! I was so happy that I began to gobble myself up. I think that to this day....that was the coolest thing that has ever happened to me
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Resurrection Reality
Ah...resurrection. Fits the contest perfectly within the written context.
Makes you wonder why you bother, eh? They'll just drag you down to the lower levels and try to make you like them -- they'll strip off your gleaming armor, cripple your limbs and you'll end up crawling in the gutter trying to string two words together that rhyme....but it's the same everywhere these days.
Best o'luck with the godhood thing. You young'uns flame out all too soon, but she's a bright light to watch.
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dork
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Umm sweetie i said write it about an object being sad not you the fire could be sad...you could just add that....but the freakin object has to have emotions.
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the silver surfer makes sense. the whole mailman thing is genius.
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loki and no bartleby, male prostitution, i would of paid you with lighters, your mom made love to u, incest is the best, so they say,
you want to be loved or ya looking for some one to love
i'll love you long time
by the way i like your tits that you drew in this pick and the last, be careful she's watching you
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this was exceptional in that it told an epic with so few words. pure,but with just enough after taste to play connect the dots with. well done.
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inside the mind of horus8 a dark and dangerous place to be
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Fire not only cleanses, but it consume as well. Seems like a mix of both to me. The mention of Loki makes me wonder what or who the joke may be. I am rambling, I know. But you have my brain whirling around and sticking to your words. Where's Fenris when you need him, eh?
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mmm i love the last part, it is absolutely gorgeous.
there's something about fire that always seems so clean, like it can burn away all the dirt and grime, and vileness that seems to seep into the skin...
sometimes though, it's nicer to be dirty, than live with 3rd degree burns.
Nyx...
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