A Poem by C.

It's foolish to try to compete with Rhinoblaster.

A lace-y glove that shouts Victorian.
Coffee cups waxing and waning,
and the jibber-jabber won't die of asphyxiation.

Too bad.
In another life I might have liked girls.
But just like then, they won't shut the f**k up.

© 2010 C.

Author's Note

Did this in like 40 seconds. Don't like it at all.

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Agree - 'waxing and waning' is such a cliche.

Posted 11 Years Ago

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. haha! ... brilliant!!! ... it must be exasperating ... :P ... nice alliteration too ...

Posted 11 Years Ago

Asphyxiation is a sadly underused word
And it's such a badass word
I tend to find my favorite parts in small bits of poetry
I get those mental images from the first stanza
It clicks, then it turns conversational, lays down the law, and then kicks me out
Exactly what I want a poem to do to me
Linger for too long and it gets stagnant
I like it, even if you don't
And the spirit in it of course too

Posted 11 Years Ago

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Added on November 17, 2010
Last Updated on November 17, 2010



London, England, United Kingdom

I'm a Philosophy major, Creative Writing minor. I like Philip K. Dick, Frank Herbert, Isaac Asimov. Partial to poetry. My poems are mostly short. Recurring themes: detachment, apathy, loss, melancholy.. more..

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A Poem by C.