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Thursday, December 13, 2012
Maybe if I loved myself a little bit more I would not post this on my blog. But, fuck it, if you want to judge me on shit poetry then this one is for you. Consequently, it is a poem about an old story I wrote as a child that I am currently reworking into something half-decent that really has nothing to do with the original tale.
The Salad Days
Jul 28, 2006, 5:45:22 PM
Recently I took a stroll,
to the past (a travel back to younger times)
into the innocence of my soul
captured in hasty prose and awkward rhymes.
And there I came upon a tale
(well, three, all dealing with the same cast)
layered like a piece of shale
spanning the distant past
They were based on a tv show
of some popularity known as Sailor Moon
but they weren't about the good guys, no,
they were about the bad guys and the goons.
They are short and kind of dumb
but they represent me in many ways,
like from where my writing talents come.
Those were the salad days.
The Salad Days
Jul 28, 2006, 5:45:22 PM
Recently I took a stroll,
to the past (a travel back to younger times)
into the innocence of my soul
captured in hasty prose and awkward rhymes.
And there I came upon a tale
(well, three, all dealing with the same cast)
layered like a piece of shale
spanning the distant past
They were based on a tv show
of some popularity known as Sailor Moon
but they weren't about the good guys, no,
they were about the bad guys and the goons.
They are short and kind of dumb
but they represent me in many ways,
like from where my writing talents come.
Those were the salad days.
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