My phone is broke...
It fell in some water (long story short)
so the lady at Verizon said I should try putting it in a bag of rice because that would draw away all of the water.
I am still skeptical.
Well, here is a poem.
Six cans of Poetry, opened on You.
A good poem can make you go
Oh.....
A good poem can make you stop and notice.
Notice, the crazy froth that flows
from betwixt your teeth.
A good poem is like and Angry principle
Detention for a week! And don't ever let me catch you doing it again!
It can rip open your chest like a kung fu, Bruce Lee, flying crane master.
It can hold out your guts.
Hold them out for you to see
just how FAT you have become.
It can show you
Just how much that THEFT hurt someone
Just how fast love goes to RAGE
Just how vile RAPE is
Stop yourself, scoundrel, or the poem police will come
and
slam
your
ass for living in the grocery store tabloid world.
Happy as can be.
No more RAPING!
No more VIOLENCE!
No more DRUGS! (except pot)
No more CRYING!
young man....rest your weary eyes.
A good poem loves you
and, at the same time, hates you
drops a nuke on you
destroys you
Original Sin, says the poem
and no thorns to be found.
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If that rice thing works that would be so awesome!
And this is the third poem I've read that you've used "betwixt" in.
...I think I've told you this before. That should be your "word". That way I'll stop bitchin' about it's frequency in your poems.
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