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Poetry Critical 2.0
Hey guys, Donald here.
In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.
But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?
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|Get Your Kicks|
On the way to getting off the exit ramp
to go on highway 512 or 95, or some random highway with some random name
but not route 66 because I would've known by the nagging tone that
would drone in my head for hours,
at one quick glance at a road sign with the said marking.
as we were getting off,
or getting on..
some highway, I saw some girl
in a car
that was brown..
....or maybe white.
and usually I wouldn't remember her hair colour..
but it was bright red with a hint of purple at the ends.
She was singing and singing to some song on some station..
and I looked and knew,
(i just KNEW)
I wanted to be her ohsobad!!
Not for the car
or for the song on the station
for the cigarette
placed gingerly between her lips.
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