*snort*
When I was 21, I was quite the crazy man. I have a doc I called “Poems Written While Drunk and or Can’t Sleep”. I had forgotten about this doc for years and years. This evening I found it and lo, the very first poem:
Lover lost
Everything gone
Failed I have
I can’t go on
Cursed 7 times
Dead 7 times
Bled 7 times
Thirsted 7 times
Phone is ringing
8 is calling!
Yes, they are all that bad. Some are worse. MY EYES!
AWESOME. Aren’t you glad you saved these? I have a whole diary of bad bad “I’m so deep” poetry from high school.
My only fear is that in a few years I’ll look back on what I’m writing right now and cringe just as much.
My favorite part of the poem is the Yoda homage. Failed you have, yes.
October 30, 2008 at 8:03 pm
oh the joys of number 8…
November 1, 2008 at 7:46 pm