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Array ( [sid] => 148009 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Every Single Evening's Plot [time] => 2009-02-17 03:41:21 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I closed the door of my dirty old flat,
I went outside for a short evening stroll.
I bought some cheap hooch and a condom instead.
I'd only arrived when I heard a phone call.
It was so persistent, so deafening loud.
Who failed to forget me? I wanted to know.
I took a deep breath for a desperate shout,
Picked up the receiver: "Hello! Hello?"
Just silence. An error? Wrong number? Or what?
A quick thought of you. Stupid me! Would you care?
I started to feel all the spirits I'd bought
Dissolve in my blood, neutralizing despair.
In less than an hour my neighbours arrived
And asked me for something they needed. Okay.
I gave them a condom and bade them hot night -
I wouldn't have sex for some number more days.
I spent the next hour listening to moans,
But envy and anger were still neutralized.
I'd made through the day, and I'd done it alone.
The neighbours calmed down. I closed my eyes.
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Every Single Evening's Plot

Contributed by April90 on Tuesday, 17th February 2009 @ 03:41:21 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

I closed the door of my dirty old flat,
I went outside for a short evening stroll.
I bought some cheap hooch and a condom instead.
I'd only arrived when I heard a phone call.
It was so persistent, so deafening loud.
Who failed to forget me? I wanted to know.
I took a deep breath for a desperate shout,
Picked up the receiver: "Hello! Hello?"
Just silence. An error? Wrong number? Or what?
A quick thought of you. Stupid me! Would you care?
I started to feel all the spirits I'd bought
Dissolve in my blood, neutralizing despair.
In less than an hour my neighbours arrived
And asked me for something they needed. Okay.
I gave them a condom and bade them hot night -
I wouldn't have sex for some number more days.
I spent the next hour listening to moans,
But envy and anger were still neutralized.
I'd made through the day, and I'd done it alone.
The neighbours calmed down. I closed my eyes.

Copyright © April90 ... [ 2009-02-17 03:41:21]
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Re: Every Single Evening's Plot (User Rating: 1 )
by anomalei on Tuesday, 17th February 2009 @ 03:44:09 PM AEST
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depressing, in every sense of the word.
realistic though, in a way i suppose.
different - i like it.
cynical poetry like this is always nice to read.
depressing, but realistic without the fluff and blood and razorblades. sad, in a pathetic sort of way.

"Who failed to forget me"
has got to be my favorite part. made me laugh, in a dark sort of way.

*JAE-

Re: Every Single Evening's Plot (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 18th February 2009 @ 04:07:22 AM AEST
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I really like this, even though it strikes me more as a short story than a poem. I in no way mean that in a bad way and by no means indicates I do not like it. I do. It held my interest without deviation. Very good.

Thank you for an enjoyable read.

Tim

Re: Every Single Evening's Plot (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 18th February 2009 @ 05:01:06 AM AEST
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Please forgive me...forget what I said about the short story censored. I read it again and now my brain is working (which at times it does fail me---ugh---age!!!).

Anyway, I love it!!!!!

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