Poemranker [Poem: wretched] [by Dental Panic] Thu Nov 21 05:59:15 PST 2024

poetry I wrote with a lipstick on a mirror ode to the platitude so it would stay that way with nothing but a curse on the lips I saw you in your black silk pyjamas your eyes full of Asia that resented the futile pagans we once were me like a snowflake in leather and you the red herd that took the child out of me over three mountaintops I scattered you and still youâre not decayed

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Arithmetic Mean: 10.0
Weighted score: 5.5960145
Overall Rank: 2317

Posted: May 3, 2005 2:29 PM PDT; Last modified: May 16, 2005 3:31 PM PDT
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[10] INTRANSIT @ 205.188.116.72 | 16-May-05/3:34 PM | Reply

Judging by the quality of the poem, I'd say the only defect is the title. Welcome. keep your head about you.
Some carry Louisville Sluggers. Others, X-ray machines.

[n/a] Dental Panic @ 84.31.86.195 > INTRANSIT | 16-May-05/4:57 PM | Reply

Thank you. The gipsy told me smoking will kill me - I'll light up, die reading.

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