Sunday, February 06, 2005

I Hate Poetry

It's so pretentious. Consider this:

From deep within, raging like a Storm of Ages
Passionate but dangerous, I feel it
The thing that is passed on to me at birth
So hard to tame, and so important to control
A legend among those who know my family
A curse of blood ... damn my temper

It's ridiculously self-aware. I prefer the subtle third-party observation of cinema.

Perhaps, though, it's just that my own poetry, of which there exists only the entry above, is so unrefined as to be just plain horrendous. I'd rather express my emotions with a prose entry than with a contemptible collection of cliches. So much for my first foray into the world of poetry.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dad Said:
Blame the damn family again!!!!!

2/06/2005 10:28 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Mom Said:
Fuck you!!!!
Love,
Mommy

2/06/2005 10:29 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dave you gonna be ok? -Dan

2/07/2005 11:11 AM  

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