This place blows

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twelveoone
twelveoone
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This place blows
Life blows

in general, but more specifically this day

I have shingles

and
I AM JUST

waiting for a hurricane
to blow them away

Maybe
on to some unspecified personal pronoun

twelveoone
twelveoone
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AnschulAnschulalmost 16 years ago
Wow....

...just wow!!

KOLKOREKOLKOREabout 16 years ago
this poem rocks

Poetry allows metaphors to transcend the logic of a linear narrative. With the better poems the two (or more) meanings merge into a broader meaning. It could be a statement about the explosiveness or the vulnerability of our condition on this earth either from within or from the outside. All stated in highly economical language.

steve portersteve porterabout 16 years ago
In answer to your question...

...ditto! Nice job. Steve.

LeBrozLeBrozabout 16 years ago
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Been rather lucky in that my chicken pox hasn't returned to haunt me. So, feeling pourly, are you? Well, keep on pouring till you feel no more pain and gather new insights into your condition — or pass out in euphoric brilliant bliss.

champagne1982champagne1982about 16 years ago
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Left me wondering where the metaphorical "this place" is and how hard will the blow that falls be. You have my sympathies. Poor narrator, poor pronoun and only poor in the sense you feel, not in the way you think... Wonderful poem.

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