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Those folks ain't so bad.
They're merely an electrical flutter of absence,
a dancing, ever morphing, ever present waveform,
jam-packed full of cornered dunces swimming
in galactic amniotic fluid, staring back at you,
writing wholesome cliff notes about your departure,
your tired eyes and those tiny bags of
honey roasted peanuts nestled in your lap.
Raymond Strickland
05/04/2022
So glad I didn't miss this
So glad I didn't miss this one. A casual voice carries some killer metaphors and a theme that's instantly relatable, and the result is just . . . amazing. I love those down-to-earth details, that seamless flow and your daring wordcrafting:
"cornered dunces swimming
in galactic amniotic fluid, staring back at you,
writing wholesome cliff notes about your departure,"
Wow! Way to stun and shine.
I Live This Poem!
Surreal. Flight is in there, the connotations of departure the lap nuts packs - perfection images! I see this poem. Risky: "galactic amniotic fluid" - yep. This is the bestest poem you have EVER written!!!!! A fully knit-integrated art lit fact with form so unobstructed it flows. Where ya been keepin' that aesthetic? Smart, well sculpted et al. Fine work, voice? sweet!
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~Lady A~
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