This life becomes too burdensome to bear;
my lover throws me over for my friend;
my acne's spreading rampant and my hair
looks like a bush and drives me round the bend.
I've lost my job, ("incompetent" they said)
and I have heaps of Past Due bills to pay.
I need another shot to clear my head
or else some crack to drive the pain away.
I think I'll slash my wrists just for a lark
or mutilate myself (that's always fun);
then let them find me bleeding here and stark.
That way I'll bloody upset everyone.
Or shall I smoke some pot and try again
to pour my angst and pain out through my pen?
Hugh Wyles & SusanL. November 7th. 2004.
Author notes
Susan and I completed this sonnet as the third of a trilogy (Sonnets XXI-XXIII) before her departure for San Salvador. There will not be another collaboration until her return.
Written November 8th, 2004
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I shall whine and wallow in my mire
And douse the gas on hope’s sweet pyre
And poke a ring through button and nose
And watch it while I age and pose
I shall make you gnash your teeth
Pity me top and underneath
And when you’re done, I’ll top even that
I’ll pack my bags and dear black cat
Rank phrase cold, sure, to make you freeze
But ask you for you money please
For I am pitiful and quite alarming
Funny how some think this is oh, so charming.
Give us a break, we’ve lived enough
Why do we need to read this stuff?
LOL..I get so sickkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk of it! -
As a greeter I read a lot of poems containing this kind of content. I often feel saddened by it, that anyone has felt this way about their lives. You've managed to put a bit of humour into a serious problem, and at the same time the bit of disgust we often feel when reading it.
Good job, well done, you two.
Dee
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OHHH Hugh, there are sooo many who do all these things you say, you have got your point across very well in this Sonnet, Love you Babe~Sally
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WooHoo I am glad they all liked this last edition. These were fun to write, but I see you have been busy in my absense so off I go to read....
your forever Gen -
An excellent satire on the 'angst' stuff I see on here so often that, frankly, drives me crazy. (the cutting stuff is especially upsetting). I have to cheer the sarcasm in this.
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A good parody of lots of writes on here, I liked it a lot
I think its clever that you managed to stick it as a sonnet as well, even the poets who are serious wander off into free verse
Good write, keep writing because this was excellent
All the best,
Pozo
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This was a dark one so different for you
But I must say a wonderful presentation
I know I got to catch up on all your writes hun
Hope you are feeling better and I got up a new one its different
I hope you drop by
Love ya
Susan~~~
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I'm without Susan - on my own.
The next sonnet I wrote alone.
So when you read it #24.
You'll understand the standard's poor?
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Love and hugs, XXX Hugh. -
wunnerful, wunnerful
Way to go, Hugh & Sue
I really love the things you do
Particularly this great trilogy
That's ended with number twenty three.
Can't wait to see you together once more
For Wyleian Sonnet twenty four.
Love & hugs XXX - Anne -
brilliantly penned
Wonderful you too, oh your Sonnets are simply wonderful, I do so enjoy reading them. keep them coming please. They are such a joy to read and such interesting subjects, should get some good comments
Love you both~Bea
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Bravo you two!!!!!!!!!! Together your sonnets are strikingly beautiful. Warm and charming...with a bit of wit. Love to read them.
Sam
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Hey, and talking about dark poems lol
Guys, you two are too much!
Can't choose a favorite stanza here, they're all oh so hilarious!
I really enjoyed this satire, it is funny and super creative!
And hey, sometimes I feel like dieing too when my hair gets that bush looks lol
Way to go Fred & Ginger!
Kisses and love,
Mari
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wow this is really good! and i like that it is a collaberation












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