My life, friends, is decent. Please don’t say - “no”.
For this I know, I’m only 20, but only ordinary
unlike those who touch something more
please don’t tell me - “I’ll figure it out”
that - “it takes time”
and that - “some of the greats had no real ‘plan’”
Plans make me feel productive. But I’m not
I just whine to those who are forced to read
You hate this, I hate this,
He, she, it, hates this
and by this I mean my poem
But I do like my socks
and some of my friends, who seem not to mind me
walking in the sun, rare, but not unheard of, keeps me better than bad,
than okay. I like what I have. And right now
it’s paper and ink and a silly grin.
I don't hate this, I think you did a good job of capturing the style of Dream Song 14. I like the playfulness of your poem, if that makes sense, especially the line "But I do like my socks", as well as the ending line
ReplyDeleteI really like what you did. It seems lighthearted while also having a few dark moments. The last stanza is my favorite, too.
ReplyDeletethis is so cute. i really like the last stanza. I like how your voice really comes through. It's distinct and while you adapted Berryman's form, your personality comes through in this.
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