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WORSE THAN COCK BLOCK
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BINGEWATCHING bOJACK hORSEMAN
The bell rings
so someone bought the bar a round.
You look up
to politely acknowledge
the kind stranger.
You have another shot
You go with J.D.
The creative juices
are flowing
and you feel inspired
Great—or at least adequate—poetry
might be committed today
but then you realize
there’s no ink left
in the pen you have
You don’t want to draw attention
by requesting a pen.
It’s even worse than cock block
when you feel a poem coming on
and lack the means
to commit it to paper.
The locals in the bar
are chatting up a storm
and craziness is abundant.
Thru the chatter
I find out
that moose barbacoa
is actually a thing here
I want to be writing
as the despair
of the locals
is begging to be exploited
On the radio,
I hear Boy George singing,
“Do you really want to hurt me?”
Apparently,
the answer is yes.
Best description ever and
Best description ever and never would have paired that title image with writer's block. The initial thought was, without writing implements the go to would be the note app on the mobile phone. Or if worse come to worst to dictate on the voice recording app. But flowing with the poem, guided by its title, remained within the world of that feeling described. Tremendous metaphor produced here. Good one George.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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If I wasn't already going to
If I wasn't already going to Hell, I might have punched my ticket with this one
How true. .. there's nothing
How true. .. there's nothing worse! Well described i had fun while it lasted and went home empty handed
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
It just shows how different
It just shows how different writers are from the normies