Poemranker [Replying] Thu Nov 21 16:37:08 PST 2024

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The Kings of Paradise (Other) by Spindle

Dark as night with the day's own light the rays flicker and fall. In the dim below all things do glow the same one and all. Here Royals hold court on the proud wooden support yet never knowing they're there. None of them caring, yet all of them sharing that same knowing stare. In front of their face roam jesters in lace dancing round like the smoke in the sky. But suddenly light gives them a good fright and they all must say goodbye.

zodiac

10-Apr-04/9:42 AM

I'm not trying to imply that I'm supremely knowledgeable in all things drug- or drinking-related. But I do have enough experience with the subject to know not to categorize and typify it in some bullshit tidy moralized dross. I can almost guarantee you that at least a half of your teachers or co-workers smoke/smoked marijuana - and probably not the rat-like ones, either. Does this poem frown upon them all with 'that same knowing stare' of unknowing sanctimony? YES! At least, inasmuch as it's about drug-users, which I still doubt, then, yes, it does. In the meantime, considering that you're a human being living in America/Europe, you likely have dozens of bad habits and ill-conceived notions of your own that are worth looking at, many of them more dangerous than occasional drug use. Why don't you take a crack at one of those next time you post? Does it make you feel better that at least you're not a junkie? Screw that. We all get our various fixes in our own ways.

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