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Extra Strength Tylenol (Free verse) by DurtKL

Acetaminophen, The active ingredient in Extra Strength Tylenol, Is a pain reliever. Uses are listed as Temporary relief for Minor aches and pains Resulting from Headaches, arthritis, Toothaches, the common cold, Menstrual cramps, and etcetera. Her symptoms a broken heart, overflowing tears, And heavy breathing. Yet, None of these were Listed on the label. So, I wondered why She downed the whole bottle.

horus8 5-Mar-03/1:15 AM
Well Betty, earlier this morning our buddy Durt here thought he was a poet and came over to my poem, gave it a four, and then made some stupid ass comment like he knew what in the fuck he was talking about when really he didn't. I was willing to let his piece of shit poem slide right by without a word, but then i went and read it and was like that fucker foured me? without having even the common decency to read the piece ( i fucking hate skimmers because they miss key shit then look stupid trying to blame it on late night studying), and well that changed everything. Ask Durt how he would like it if i came into his predentistry testing areas and was like "how can a room be outside?" or the Alovar process occurs when a human being reaches three certain age ranges blah blee blow blee? Really, i can only tolerate so many assinine cross over poets acting like they know what in the fuck they are talking about when they don't. Poetry is a way of life not a tribute to those in need of extra hobbies or shit to do over a boring summer. You disrespect the art form and poets the world abroad by approaching it with that attitude.
You are either born a poet or not. You either write or you don't. There is no fucking middle of the road. I'm sure Durt wouldn't clean one side of someone's mouth one morning while forgetting the other, and then be like, whoops, i'm sorry i was day dreaming about poetry, no, it doesn't work like that.

In all honesty this poem is self serving 'what if scenario' drivel that is wallpaper and fodder for nursing home bathrooms, and hallmark stores. It's like a kid in the back seat asking, "are we there yet?" when they know for fuck's sake that we are not even close! End of story, and Durt you have my permission to correct how i brush my teeth all day long, but please don't try and discuss poetry with me unless you are ready to, and know precisely what it is you are dealing with (other then me the asshole). That's it in a nutshell betty. Penguins don't drink seal blood with polar bears that's the way of the Tundra.




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