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A poem I wrote and put to music.
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FROM THE SELF-HELP BOOK
I WROTE
FOR MYSELF
as I watch
my son
receiving
his diploma,
my father –
in a nursing home –
is shitting
his diaper
yin yang
the empty socket
where the tooth
was extracted
has become infected –
pain
usurped
by agony
really bad karma
on the lip
of the lake,
the cabin
as soothing
as a breast
is struck
by lightning
act of god
ignore
the desire
to take
that really bad karma
and shove it
up the yin yang
of god,
it is all nonsense –
distractions
from the story
you keep telling
yourself,
the story
that will go on
and on
and on
and on
until the narrator
becomes
the listener.
This is the end of lesson one. Please insert CD number 2.
I WROTE
FOR MYSELF
as I watch
my son
receiving
his diploma,
my father –
in a nursing home –
is shitting
his diaper
yin yang
the empty socket
where the tooth
was extracted
has become infected –
pain
usurped
by agony
really bad karma
on the lip
of the lake,
the cabin
as soothing
as a breast
is struck
by lightning
act of god
ignore
the desire
to take
that really bad karma
and shove it
up the yin yang
of god,
it is all nonsense –
distractions
from the story
you keep telling
yourself,
the story
that will go on
and on
and on
and on
until the narrator
becomes
the listener.
This is the end of lesson one. Please insert CD number 2.
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I don't think I have ever commented on a spoken word of poetry piece here on macjams before so this is a first for me. I like what you have done here with the poem and the piece from a production standpoint. Nice stuff