- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Bulemic Pleasures
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Click hereI cannot call
What I do
"Reading"
I ingest words
At an enormous rate
Glutting and gorging
My banquets hosted
By both talented bards
And hackneyed cranks
Served in paper, ink and glue
I devour tales
Of Love, Hate,
Sex and Power
Savouring each syllable
I cannot call
What I do
"Writing"
Instead
I vomit words
Upon the page
Til I'm left
With painful dry-heaves
Erasing more words
Than I write
Finally
Sobbing and slobbering
I flush the whole mess
Into the recycle bin
- COMMENTS
MINKXover 15 years agoI get, because I read prodigiously as well. I'll start to devour anything-just throw it up/back if it's not good enough. I really relate to how you describe writing though...poetry especially. I don't write poetry much, even though I have a lot of poems posted on Lit. I choose what to write in my posted stories. I'm mostly "forced" into my poetry.
LeBrozover 17 years agoPerhaps instead of Pleasures, the title could have read, 'Bulemic Writing'
It's not as snappy a title but fits better with all you've written.
Anonymousabout 19 years agoI like the concept's originality, but I think the poem still needs a little work. You also might want to rethink the title. "Bulemic" is good, but "Pleasures" could be replaced with something better. IMHO
