"I'd think you'd be better off if you were dead"
The band Filter is screaming through tweeter
& woofer on my home stereo, fucking my neighbors
Off
to
dodge
a
haircut
and
my
breakfast
"Did
you
think you
were
cool"
when
it
came
down
to
the
fast
lane
divider
that's what you are
____________
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A DIVIDER, ANOTHER WHITE LINE
rain water in the gulley twixt
A GUARD RAIL COLORED WITH KNIX
A DIVIDER, ANOTHER WHITE LINE
=DOUBLE YELLOW THE OTHER SIDE
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___________
I know your type &
what you'll do to
your friends, to
anyone that will listen, and watch.
Absorbing the moment I've seen the getaway
I've seen the reversal. And how it burns
through thee eyes turning us to dust & ash.
In a fever, in a boat, in a stroke of luck
purchased at some general store along
a highway. I've worked against the grain
for a grander purpose.
To find them
Then love them
to death
"But I really don't understand it"
When the song's over.
Author notes
Written January 19th, 2004
In a list
A contest entry
- Write me some silence by Christabell.
300 points, ended November 22, 2004, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Still in Deliberation
What about the ability for sound to transcend these 'lines'? You speak of the ability of your music to fuck your neighbors, have you considered the relationship of 'lines' and 'waves'? Though I do like the concrete image the poem creates, as a divider,...hmmm. Somewhat at a loss for critical thought now. But one thing I question are the implications of the freeway divider. They seem to scream safety and necessity-- that is, to accept the world of imperfect human action. I dunno if this applies to your poem specifically, but just a thought. -
ayep.
I'm a bit short on the enrgy to comment cleverly, so I'll just say, hey, it's great, I love the diagram in the middle, I always enjoy reading you. -
turn out the lights
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Lovely Party
Yah....I think you've captured this all too well, because the last two lines sum it up for me.....but man, the word song swept me up down Old Man Reverie and I didn't even fight the current.
I think you just have to experience some things and then, in the end, shrug it off like some great wet overcoat and then walk on down the street. But you might not realize that something has stuck with you - and is following you for the next 5,000 miles, biting you on the heel (an admitted nuisance, but not greatly taxing), grawing to get into your soul.
I think this is like that.
You know, if you upgraded your speakers you could have woofer, tweeter AND midrange. That'd help facilitate your strange sexual relationship with your neighbors.
As usual, you throw a lovely party and I'd like to come again. -
hee hee you always mange to squeeze out yet another triumph...loved the roll
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