Misquoting Oscar Wilde

Misquoting Oscar Wilde

A Poem by gram linski

lying in the 
                                 gutter
                 looking at 
                              the stars
as a homeless bloke
            pisses his life
                                away
on me,
                     on me,

content, at
                            ease

more c
           omfortable
        and alive,

and better shoes, too,

© 2019 gram linski


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Boys like to piss in public places. Least that’s been my experience. I recall my younger brothers getting reprimanded for doing so. My mom feels it is one of the highest forms of degradation, but I let my boy do it outside if he needs to. Within reason. Sometimes there aren’t other options.

Like for the homeless man in your poem. He’s not likely to find welcome in many respectable establishments, so what’s the natural course of action. Making due. Doesn’t have to be the end for everyone, and the speaker here seems to feel a bit of nostalgia for the freedom the man exemplifies.

I know enough about Oscar Wilde to know he had ideas about art and life that were both serious and contradictory to what was accepted. Spending time in Reading Gaol (jail for me) as he did. So what’s the answer. Prisoner to order or comfortable and alive in the blunt freedom of having nothing. Neither is an easy road. I’ll probably always choose the order though. False sense of control I suppose.

Maybe it’s a stretch, but the formatting made me think of a stream of said piss making its way from the drunken man to the ground. I’m embarrassing myself now.

Leaving.

Posted 12 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Eilis

12 Months Ago

Ha ha, I’m not saying anything
Gee

12 Months Ago

Had a brief dalliance many moons ago with a big ginger bird who had a fascination with piss, so much.. read more
gram linski

12 Months Ago

Good evening, had an ex like that except she wanted me to pee on her, which we did in the communal b.. read more



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Boys like to piss in public places. Least that’s been my experience. I recall my younger brothers getting reprimanded for doing so. My mom feels it is one of the highest forms of degradation, but I let my boy do it outside if he needs to. Within reason. Sometimes there aren’t other options.

Like for the homeless man in your poem. He’s not likely to find welcome in many respectable establishments, so what’s the natural course of action. Making due. Doesn’t have to be the end for everyone, and the speaker here seems to feel a bit of nostalgia for the freedom the man exemplifies.

I know enough about Oscar Wilde to know he had ideas about art and life that were both serious and contradictory to what was accepted. Spending time in Reading Gaol (jail for me) as he did. So what’s the answer. Prisoner to order or comfortable and alive in the blunt freedom of having nothing. Neither is an easy road. I’ll probably always choose the order though. False sense of control I suppose.

Maybe it’s a stretch, but the formatting made me think of a stream of said piss making its way from the drunken man to the ground. I’m embarrassing myself now.

Leaving.

Posted 12 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Eilis

12 Months Ago

Ha ha, I’m not saying anything
Gee

12 Months Ago

Had a brief dalliance many moons ago with a big ginger bird who had a fascination with piss, so much.. read more
gram linski

12 Months Ago

Good evening, had an ex like that except she wanted me to pee on her, which we did in the communal b.. read more
Ok apart from the bin, this piece lacks a full stop after 'too'. Don't misquote me on it bro!
So one human sees themselves as superior because he can afford leather on his feet?

Posted 1 Year Ago


gram linski

1 Year Ago

??????????
one vs. another on the streets....better cardboard for the bed....better shoes...
it is contentment to have enough shelter and wares to wear...some know the very, very simple pleasures in life.
others are totally unaware...they have too much and just need more more more.
j.

Posted 1 Year Ago


gram linski

1 Year Ago

Thanks j. bit of a drunken ramble, but still you managed to find the core,

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