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Stuck

One time
I tried to use krazy glue while assembling a model,
and it got lodged in between
my left thumb, and forefinger.

Another time,
some anonymous smart-ass said somehing to me,
and I couldn't for the life of me
think of anything at all, to come back with;

then, there were other times,
where I was but, ignored
and life just went on, and on without me
because, I was put on pepetual pause.

I guess those times
itch inside my brain, but forever
because, those very times are etched
inide my mind, so that I can't forget.

Maybe next time,
I'll see that spaciness a comming;
and when I draw the "blank", I'll just run;
and avoid that sickly, pasty situation altogether!

So then, at that time
I won't be caught stuttering, and stammering
for a private brilliance that won't show up;
I'll merely step sideways, and try to get away....."clean".

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Out of my true comfort zone.

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: The High Desert, in the wild west, southern California, U.S. of A.., USA

Favorite Poets: Keates, Poe, Dickinson, and Dr. Seuss. There are a smattering of others, but why bother listing 'em all, ya know?, I also rely on a few of our poets, here....for advice, and what not. I couldn't possibly explain what a fountain of live, effective knowledge we have...right here in our midst ! To catch a glimmer of brilliance, merely visit: the Stream.

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Comments

docmaverick

docmaverick

13 years 10 months ago

Spot on perfect....

...my dear,
I believe this does portray it as a bit of a sticky wicket then, doesn't it?!
doc.