There are red ants crawling through
my toes,
who send SOS signals back to the hill,,
and the king of it
when I capture them inside a farm to
blaze trails and
kill and
rape and
pillage and
fuck the desert sand.
and I know what it looks like
when they catch a parasite,
how if you smash one beneath your sharpie cap
they all go wild with rage.
like gangster rap villagers with
too many guns
who throw up their signs when I say
"Good day!"
and ruin my best t-shirt with medieval slang
about bloody little girls in their beds
and poppin' caps in the asses
of bitches who wouldn't
behave.
we're all going to die beneath the boot
of a business man.
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I do not know if it's for effect or something and sorry in advance, but 'seriph' is spelled seraph. (Trying to be helpful...not rude!)
I am in LOOOOVE with this piece. Your wording is delectable and...ahhh! This is such a wonderful piece. I love the bit about the sharpie cap and the parasite. This really is a thinker! Awesome work.
Best wishes.
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Ahh, thank you for pointing that out.
And thank you :]
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"like gangster rap villagers with
too many guns
who throw up their signs when I say
"Good day!"
and ruin my best t-shirt with medieval slang
about bloody little girls in their beds
and poppin' caps in the asses
of bitches who wouldn't
behave."
my faaavorite part.
and the end went off like a bang, it was absolutely perfect.
this reminded me of a chuck p. book. lovely and intense and insane.
propppps.<3
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thank you so much.
to be compared to palahniuk..
thank you.
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this is straight-up awesome.
the only critique i have is that the paranthesis were distracting - i think it would have flowed better had it been removed or somehow connected with the previous or following sentence.
otherwise? this is rad.
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haha wow,
this is truly original.
hilarious but deep and sad
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wow, the opening line + ending = fantastic.
your poems are so hardcore. :3 XD
'when I capture them inside a farm to
blaze trails and
kill and
rape and
pillage and
fuck the desert sand.'
very wow.
I also love:
'ruin my best t-shirt with medieval slang
about bloody little girls in their beds
and poppin' caps in the asses
of bitches who wouldn't
behave.'
even with 'gangster rap' which would normally make me giggle, this is a powerful, well written poem. great job. :]
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excellent
especially the ending
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wow. you bring up some seriously avoided and true subjects here. a lot of amazing points.
just awesome, as always.
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awesome, as always.
i'm jealous.
ugh.
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this is really very good. clever, original and so well written. I like the image of comparing the pissed off ants to gangster rappers lol...and yes we are all going to die beneath "the man". awesome.
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holy crapppp
I love your writing style!!! I seriously want to write like this, but I don't know how.
honestly I can't even pick a favourite part.. I would have to copy/paste the entire poem haha. wow. you have powerful words.
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thank you, that means alot.
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