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How to Raise a Tragedy
tin roof rain
drown her out
tears are so sudden
after a drought
baby scream
doesn't want milk
hates milk
why do they always give her milk?
cherrios?
pink bows?
soap so slimey
i'd rather be grimey
not so timely
breathing through a paper bag
easier
weezier
panic
frantic
inhailing that drug
chug
so dizzy
what happend next?
kick start speed
to cronic weed
she caste her pearls
before that swine
such a subtle hurricane
they never knew
underground rail-wreck
pitch black undertow
look out below
should have given
the baby her milk
made her stronger
she would have lasted longer...
perfect poem dear friend... yeah its a good poem with rich idea and sweet composition of words... the way you did it is nice and heart feeling of course... so I can say that you are a good poet with sweet poetic feelings and thoughts... hope my poetry has also that much strenth to make way to your heart and brain to capture as this poem of yours has done to mine.... wish you good luck sweet mona liz type friend... with a hope you will go through my work too..to know if its heart touchig or not? there are my two poems ... one for you and other about humanity...hope you comment in long way...