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Don't just stand there |
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Grinch Member Elite
since 2005-12-31
Posts 2929Whoville |
God had his beady eye on me. Well we will see. White coats dissect the massacre, Sort Calvin Klein from vascular, Kneecaps from stray blacktop While stemming blood and talking shop. Doctors lose their patients every day. Well so do I. Their antiseptic handling And anesthetic rambling The graveside manners that they use Discussing parts that THEY may lose. Needles pluck, a prick at every side. Well you decide. Counting back from ten to one And waking up when all is done, A brain that feels like scrambled eggs Alone, confused, left searching for my legs. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
You hiding in the dark, Grinch?  "God had his beady eye on me." ooooh, but you open with a note of quiet defiance--and proceed to raise the bet. The only thing I don't like about this is my guesstimate at the source of inspiration. but then, haven't we been encouraged from childhood to "rage, rage, against the dying of the light"? You capture my own indignant rage with this'n. (and that's right, I'll damned well follow you around if need be!)  |
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
"Alone, confused, left searching for my legs." Damn quality line I must say, bloody good poem. |
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taramw Senior Member
since 2000-06-08
Posts 738 |
I loved this!!! Lots of connotations... but then, i suppose that is dependable on the reader and what is happening in their life!! lol Terrific. It's better to be a lion for a day than a sheep all your life. |
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