Not Living
By yassin
Sun, 25 Jul 2010
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Don told me,
I havn't lived
but, I said'i've been up the Cypress mountains,
i've played naked saxophone in the sea at night,
popped pills, flown on trips,
slept wrapped round a tree for love,
created until I do no more,
taken my chances in the night
wrapped my legs round life
and taken it in
but Don's friend stuck
his cock in a sandwhich
at a barbeque
and Don once
shagged eight women in one week!
i conceed, I am unable to do this
I know nothing
Don sits back
secure in the knowledge
he has lived a fuller life
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I really like this poem -
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I really like this poem - it's hilarious! Well done Yassin
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I like this, its irony is
I like this, its irony is beautifully expressed, and the suggestion the act of living itself is being 'dumbed down', not just the news and tv programmes.
Kheldar :--)
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Love the imagery and the
Love the imagery and the balance of the two stanzas - one reflecting the other in shape as well as what's going on. Is 'naked saxophone' a musical term :)
Really enjoyed it. Well done.
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This is really clever! I
This is really clever! I like it a lot! :D
E.Melville
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