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Array ( [sid] => 147440 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Why My Poems Suck. [time] => 2009-01-14 14:03:16 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I can not compete with some one,
whose father or for that fact,
mother brother uncle aunt,
babysitter, half cousin twice removed
checked out their genitals
from when they were six months old
till well past puberty.

Someone who has finally come to grips
with it after twenty years of intense psychotherapy
and now writes about it in poem form
for an audience of strangers to amuse shock or
delight at poetry reading and poetry slams or
post on the internet

My parents were normal.
That's how they screwed me up.

No one snuck into my bedroom
to inspect my genitals
forced me to have sex with them.
Dressed me as a girl cause they wanted one.
Beat me senseless cause I was their son.

My poems suck cause.
There is NO ANGER IN ME!
Living a middle class white existence
in this society.
In an over paid under worked job.
A job my father finagled for me
cause I was too stupid
to finish high school in 1973 and nepotism
still rules in the plumbing trade.

My poems suck
cause I now make more
then if I were...the principal of that high school

Face it...my poems suck
cause my parents screwed me out of
a screwed up childhood
by taking care of me
physically emotionally financially
till the day they died.
Then they had the balls...
To leave me their house! (Those bastards).
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 236 [topic] => 7 [informant] => fanniesson [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
Why My Poems Suck.

Contributed by fanniesson on Wednesday, 14th January 2009 @ 02:03:16 PM in AEST
Topic: HumorPoetry



I can not compete with some one,
whose father or for that fact,
mother brother uncle aunt,
babysitter, half cousin twice removed
checked out their genitals
from when they were six months old
till well past puberty.

Someone who has finally come to grips
with it after twenty years of intense psychotherapy
and now writes about it in poem form
for an audience of strangers to amuse shock or
delight at poetry reading and poetry slams or
post on the internet

My parents were normal.
That's how they screwed me up.

No one snuck into my bedroom
to inspect my genitals
forced me to have sex with them.
Dressed me as a girl cause they wanted one.
Beat me senseless cause I was their son.

My poems suck cause.
There is NO ANGER IN ME!
Living a middle class white existence
in this society.
In an over paid under worked job.
A job my father finagled for me
cause I was too stupid
to finish high school in 1973 and nepotism
still rules in the plumbing trade.

My poems suck
cause I now make more
then if I were...the principal of that high school

Face it...my poems suck
cause my parents screwed me out of
a screwed up childhood
by taking care of me
physically emotionally financially
till the day they died.
Then they had the balls...
To leave me their house! (Those bastards).




Copyright © fanniesson ... [ 2009-01-14 14:03:16]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Why My Poems Suck. (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Wednesday, 14th January 2009 @ 02:08:21 PM AEST
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OMG ROFLMAO!

ok you twisted me up and have me rolling with laughter with this one. You have a very different outlook and style and have one of those personalities I adore LOL.

Thanks for the chuckle.

Michelle


Re: Why My Poems Suck. (User Rating: 1 )
by Incognito_Bombastus on Wednesday, 14th January 2009 @ 06:59:10 PM AEST
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neat & nice, a fine reflection yet I feel you have more than enough anger . Thank you I.B




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