poetry critical

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Welcome to Poetry Critical, an online poetry workshop. To post your own poetry you'll need to create a user id by typing a name and password in the box above and hitting 'New User'. If you just want to critique or jump into the discussion, however, you can go ahead and get started!

Random Poem:

Butterflies will be captured and killed

"Butterflies will be captured and killed."
I like pills.
"I have tons of nets to catch them with,"
I really like these kinds of pills.
"We will grill them here, fine dining: plastic spoons,"
I like these pills a lot more than I used to.
"Hand me my gun and I will prepare dinner."
Drugs are fun.
"I'll be back soon, please start collecting kindle."
Drugs are really fun.
"Get enough to last the night; it's the middle of the winter."
Drugs are fun to do with other people.
"God is laughing with you, but the angels cry."
I'm a ghost.
"But they say they like the way you write,"
I'm really a fucking ghost.
"They want to know if you have ever seen them in the sky."
I'm a ghost. They come here every night.
"Your mother is extremely disappointed in you, Chloe.”
“Your mother does not like where you are going in life, Chloe."
"Your mother blames herself for certain things that happened in your life and thinks about them every single night.”
“But those butterflies will be captured and killed."
I like pills.
"And with my jaws I will grind them all down raw."
Drugs are fun.
“They slide down to my stomach where my soul is,"
Well, I'm a ghost.
“To digest them only takes a couple moments...”

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