Molested Modest Mess
Ok. I know that my work is not that great and I do not expect it to be great.
Feeding off motley movies at night every now and then of love and hate...
After those flicks, I combine imagination with a little bit of tainted reality
and come up with a written piece on a sheet which many will not agree.
An imagery viewed from another persons shoes, sharing for all to know;
Imagination filled with testimonial lust, grief, truth, lies, or love to bestow.
Wicked or sick, "harbored love and hate," conjugated, ridged and thick;
'Without a care,' post the silliness anyway and await saucebox critiques,
harboring those reviews, grab a pen and begin to write all night and day.
After all, mental and physical evidence looks better on paper anyway...
and if all's well, accepted work may be printed and all may be enthused;
or just be ridiculed with their ambiguities emphasizing the word, "issues"
© David Joel Rodriguez
Very nice write!
Very nice write!
Vive le Quebec libre!
I did in fact read the
I did in fact read the notes/comments section with your bon mot. I understood it perfectly. Learn how to take compliments.
I did understand your
I did understand your compliment. Bwahahahaha!
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"You think Einstein walked around thinking everyone was a bunch of dumb-shits?"
Excellent
Excellent
Ignore impudent comments and
Ignore impudent comments and see them for what they are - petty diatribe from people who view your writing as something they must endure because they feel obligated. And take to heart the comments that actually speak to your writing, and the feelings and emotions they evoke.
BUt buT I didnt write it...
"BUt buT I didnt write it... It was 'Harp Lager'..." bwahahahahaha!
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"You think Einstein walked around thinking everyone was a bunch of dumb-shits?"