Insult to Injury (Part II)

Insult to Injury (Part II)

A Poem by Lola Nation
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three part poem

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On the flipside, those nasty creditors with penny on the dollar debts

of mine, can’t garnish my wages, can’t call my work and embarrass me,

They just can’t threaten me anymore and for once, I can laugh at them.

Yeah, the joke is on them when they call.  For sure.


Christmas is just a Hallmark holiday anyway, my family doesn’t need

anymore video games, quilted cozies, freebie Christmas Cds, or written

“Just for you” last minute poems, the occasion was long ago ruined

 and only held up by the tribal drinking that literally begins

 at the cart by the door.  Who has Christmas brunch anyway?   

Albeit, better than the Christmas Sloppy Joe’s we had 20 years ago.

 

New Year’s resolutions will be simple because anything, just about anything

will be better than this. 

 

I can aspire to get a job, keep a job, heal my leg, exercise, drink less, get an apartment (which will be a challenge after an eviction), and maybe even buy a car off one of those back street lots,for less than $1,000 and then I’ll get just about ten blocks before breaking down,on my way of course to a job interview to telemarket generic  radio advertisingfor independent pharmacies, promising their jingle is unique within a 60-mile radius,

(We’re open 24 hours when you need your medicine and we still sell ephedrine, so come on in, fill your scrip, a [YOUR COMPANY NAME] is waiting to sign your slip and send you on your medicated wa-a-y)

which in turn, knowing my phone skills was going to give me

a same-day sign-up bonus so that I could pay  that rent-by-the week extended stay lodge,

that promised me a room, despite my questionable past, as long as I paid up front.

 

© 2010 Lola Nation


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Ron
This commentary about the decay entrench in modern living is quite electrifying. It is relevant throughout the Western World where old values, skills and home/people based entertainment havwe all but vanished. To read oabot a lone woman struggling against tides of modern greed, inertia, intrusive technology, alcohol ravished countries is a wake up call. At last a real insight to the dreadful world of today. A world of decay!

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Ron
This commentary about the decay entrench in modern living is quite electrifying. It is relevant throughout the Western World where old values, skills and home/people based entertainment havwe all but vanished. To read oabot a lone woman struggling against tides of modern greed, inertia, intrusive technology, alcohol ravished countries is a wake up call. At last a real insight to the dreadful world of today. A world of decay!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

you should look at penny ante feud, I bet they would publish your poetry in a heartbeat

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Lola Nation
Lola Nation

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Please find my work on these two sites. For poetry: http://insult-to-injury-poetry.blogspot.com/. For short stories: http://make-it-short.blogspot.com/ ABOUT ME: I am originally from Venice Be.. more..

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