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Bitch




iris - swelling
countenance - counterfeit

indents either end curve upwards
only slightly, and then
a sigh;

‘fancy seeing…’ et cetera
reciting plasticine limericks

parched lips to each cheek
celebrate departure

turning away, they reminisce;
flickering projector
reels images of their
loathing.






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©2003-2009 ~hojucult
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Author's Comments

If I had to give a reason for liking this poem, it would be that I've enjoyed letting the poem evolve, from something that I didn't particularly like, to something that has been workshopped thanks to other dev's opinions/advice and criticism

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:iconrudepunkgurly:
an interesting take on poetry. I love it :) (Smile) excellent job ..keep up the awesome work ;) (Wink)

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Where have the good people gone?
:iconstevenw721:
Wow, that is pretty cool, you should take it further, you have a very original style!

Stevo
:iconsto67:
nice and fresh
i like :D (Big Grin)
thats really all i can say about it
it doesnt really hit me hard enough to make a decent impression
but the more i read it the better it gets :D (Big Grin)
which is good
its quite good actually lolz
im just commenting as i read it again and again
nice nice
even though so little has happened so much has been thought
sort of like a recount of those few seconds where you had to face that bitch
nice
well done :D (Big Grin)
:iconfeyerabend:
Stream of consciousness poetry. V. nice.

@ stevenw721: this style of poetry has been around since the early 1960s (i.e. before you were born), so I suppose it would look "new" to you.
:iconkengiroo:
WHAT??? I can't get the full view!!! The computer forbids me to view it??!
Allright, I'll have to go with what I see. I think yooo have overdone it with the flares a bit (I can't see the full view, so, er, it might look better in full view... I dunno...)
Anyway, this was a cool ideá, I really like the colour of the picture, hah, nice work!

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"People who didn't need people needed people around to know that they were the kind of people who didn't need people."
:iconhojucult:
"sort of like a recount of those few seconds where you had to face that bitch
nice"

Well, the idea was to make the poem as short and disjointed as the event it describes. The 2 characters in the 'story' dont really notice/find meaning in the conversation, which is why the conversation itself is reduced to being described in 2 lines..

Instead, only their actions are dissected, to emphasise the superficiality of the whole ordeal. There are some hints of feelings/thoughts in "celebrate departure" and "loathing" ..

This poem is a no-brainer.. I really thought the message and purpose of the form was clear.. Blah

kengiroo said:

WHAT??? I can't get the full view!!! The computer forbids me to view it??!
Allright, I'll have to go with what I see. I think yooo have overdone it with the flares a bit (I can't see the full view, so, er, it might look better in full view... I dunno...)
Anyway, this was a cool ideá, I really like the colour of the picture, hah, nice work!


That is because I wasn't submitting a photo manip.. I submitted a poem. You can't get full views of screenshots submitted with poems. You can only get txt files, which I didn't submit for this poem. See "dance in darkness" to get an idea of what I'm talking about.

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:iconignite:
i like this.
i like this a whole damn lot.
and that is all i have to say.
:iconhalcyonschism:
Looking back at this, I realized I forgot to say how much I absolutely adore it. I think the style fits perfectly with the subject. Like you said yourself, it's short and disjointed as the event it describes. I deal with a *lot* of fake people on a daily basis, and it's as simple and nonsensical as this... The forced smiles, the paper thin banter, and the insincere handshake as they walk away cursing each other under their breath. And in seconds, it is all forgotten... only to be repeated again in the next chance meeting. So simple, it's automatic.

Truly a snapshot of human nature.

-Trevor

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"A witty saying proves nothing." - Voltaire
:iconsirensin:
what a wonderful snapshot of a reluctant, two-faced reunion! everyday hypocrisy defined perfectly by a few choice words--beautiful! great work!

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i will paint you in silver. i will wrap you in cold.
:iconkillcapital:
I won't get into you here, I will just say that I love this.
I watched it evolve on the forum but lacked any involvement on my own part/decision. I think you did most of this on your own personally. The vocabulary is perfect, as well as the line breaks.

Nice job.

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Don't call me KC.
Don't call me collect.
Don't call me a poet.
Call me a faggot.

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