The dog

oh, the vanity                   
Category: Writing and Poetry

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I am just hair, face and nails sometimes
 

I am just pretty, calm and, well, witty
 

I am bored with exclamation POINTS following behind (!.!.!.)
 

Like studious cards to the queen
 

I am screaming within
 

No one can hear
 

still… no one
would listen
 

I am
 

I was (!.!.!)
 

God, I was (!.!.!)
 

My feet itch,
 

my tongue feels sour
 

my head aches before I even hang
 

over that last
 

note
 

The one you played so well
 

Th e one I heard so
 

solemn
 

There
 

it
 

is
 

Here I am
 

chin in chest
 

artistic
 

covered in hair
 

Spiraling
 

.. ..

Reviews

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I loved the imagery that came with this. The flow made me think of a writer at a desk, musing over their hair which spirals down around them and touches the paper as some music echos in on the breeze. Thoughts emerge and flow from music to hand to desk....then collapse the head goes down, with the hair all around.

Well...that's what i saw when I read it at least! *smiles*

A very fun read!
Tara M Stone

[Emily B]

Oh, God, I was
more than I am
but still
somehow
less than I will be.

Amazing words.

[John A Common]

I think its very cool. I dig it,great job.