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Tue Jan 17, 2012 2:12 am
TheAmazon says...



Another poem from my final project this semester, a rough draft. Criticism needed, please!

"Raise the bar."

It seems pretty high
already,

if you ask me.

Pushing,
sacrificing,
stressing.

For this seemingly
unachievable

Goal.

To be the best.

To succeed, to
conquer,
to be happy.

I don't know if I am.

Missing my friends,
losing sleep,
studying,
working,
planning,
worrying.

What happens when I get there?

Will I be

happy?
  








I was flummoxed by fractious Franny's decision to abrogate analgesics for the moribund victims of the recent conflagration. Of course, to display histrionics was discretionary, but I did so anyways, implicating a friend in my drama to make the effect cumulative. I think a misanthrope would have a prosaic appellation, perhaps one related to autonomy and the rejection of anthropocentrism. I think they wouldn't think much of the prominence of watching the coagulation of tea to prognosticate future malevolent events, not even if those events were related to jurisprudence.
— Spearmint