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As the Redwood Ages (Free verse) by DurtKL I, the dead man sleepwalking,
Grindin through mugs of Folger's,
While Poppin No-Doz
as my fingers tremble.
Eyes pulse to the beat
Of books, thicker than the Torah,
Dancing the tango with the
Hardy - Weinberg theorem.
Watson and Crick,
The ambiguously boring duo
Fucking the Virgin and
Cornholing God.
And as redwood ages on,
The condom lies drying
In the wastebasket.
Up the ladder:
Ecohippie
Down the ladder:
Yes Sir
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Arithmetic Mean: 5.724138
Posted: March 7, 2003 4:11 AM PST; Last modified: March 7, 2003 4:21 AM PSTWeighted score: 5.7223473 Overall Rank: 1875 Comments:
I like the way you've used the condom as a metaphor for your face. My face is moist and supple.
classic. love the coffee reference
Nice... not sure the whole meaning of the poem... but do we the readers truely have to understand to still enjoy poetry? Keep up the work and keep on writing.
This is just so horrible.
i know
I like this. Very nice
"Eyes pulse to the beat
Of books, thicker than the Torah, Dancing the tango with the Hardy - Weinberg theorem." Great word play. Hmmm..nice ending. :o 287 view(s)
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your imagery here, though fastly sought out i'm sure through hours of sleepless research. was like eating a mouthful of jelly beans, with meatloaf, and champagne while listening to Gobi desert sound bites on lsd and then sand papering ones elbows. Great job. 7.