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Thursday, July 25, 2013

the daily

sit down...
yes, you...

do that...
sit down

you're gonna write sumthin'...
no jokin' hoboken

this is happening...
stop with the candy crush

you've been
stuck for a month

on level 65
fuck


five year olds laugh
and point

so just cut the crap
and write...

about what?
write about what you know...

what the hell do
I know?


you know
about ants...


little bastards!
ants found my candy stash
"they came in 
through the window
dove in my trash
crawled over my table
like miniature trucks 
then chewed up my sunflowers
heartless little fucks
always runnin' somewhere
busy little freaks
can't wait til they go under
in a few more weeks"

Well
I wrote something 

yeah. you did...

what'dya think of it?

Good...

Just good?

Yup...

I don't make mountains
out of anthills...

Rene~2013


16 comments:

  1. Yes, little bastard, getting in the Halloween candy. The dialogue nature of this poem adds a lot. Are you talking to yourself, perchance, Rene?
    :0)

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    1. I am indeed talking to myself, Victoria
      I'm funny that way

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  2. ha. ants...we got them as well...i have obliterated their paths, cauched, salted, sprayed...dang it...when they get the candy that is the last straw...burn the house down to get them, just saying...smiles...still not as bad as the red devils we had in florida...they would eat you over the candy i am pretty sure....growing up my sister sat on a red ant hill once...i thought she was going to die she was screaming so horrible....

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  3. Don't get me started on Candy Crush. I have been stuck on Level 147 for a week now......and it is driving me nuts!

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  4. Ha ha...ants they get in everything...when summer comes they'll invade. Loved it!

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  5. The ants will inherit the earth after we abandon it to travel to the stars, to some virgin planet where we can start again, repeating our sins, our hubris, our mistakes, like remarrying some one you divorced two spouses ago, repeating the past at the speed of JATO tubes. It is good to do a stream of consciousness list poem; liked it a lot; thanks.

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  6. Laffin hard @ "busy little freaks"!

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  7. Love this crazy little bit of ramblin' ... love it!

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  8. interesting.. i hate ants.. they have a special affinity of crawling over me.. but thank god, we have only the small ants here.. I think I am way too sweet.. :-D
    but a very enjoyable read.. :-)

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  9. Aw, very clever. Damn ants, think I finally got rid of our little attackers, and I didn't even have candy near to attract them. This is kind of a "train of thought" piece, where one thought/word leads to another and so on. Nicely penned.

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  10. haha...love the close...and the whole piece is very cool...ants like miniature trucks .... i like

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  11. I LOLed.

    And I hear you! After over three weeks of not being able to write, I think I will this weekend. Think of me, and my poor tendons, won't you?

    Also, my tendons would like a margarita. And some guac.

    Pearl

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  12. That's about how it's been going for me too lately! Great write on being unable to write! :o)

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  13. Write like a five year old and you'll never quit

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