Coral Hull: Poetry: Reed-Song: Early Poems: Volume 1: Constructive Criticism

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CORAL HULL: REED-SONG: EARLY POEMS: VOL 1
                                                                                                                page-40 CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM

Given often.
Free of charge.
An unwanted injury.
It creeps subtley
A poison ivy
That strangles the antique rocking chair
Back and forth, back and forth
Till it ceases abruptly
Someone falls off.
Endangered self-confidence.
In amongst the strangling vine,
Like a hangman's noose.
It chokes sensitivity.
Laws that are basically bias.
They are all crying out
Like bleating sheep, sickly terrified of night.
I am normal...Baa Baa
Since you don't think like me, dress like me,
walk like me, talk like me, eat like me,....
....and shit like me.
Your abnormal.
Because of your not....that must mean that I'm...?
No....cannot accept
Does not compute.
It's criticism time.!.!.!
Ahhh! Feeling better now...Superior.
Back and forth.
A slow strangulation of the sub-conscious.
Why?

    

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