Poor little thing
You think that you are the centre of the
universe
When in fact you are nothing but an offspring
Rather
unlikeable, a curse - could you do any worse?
Poor little thing
You are merely a creation of the content that
I produce
You
are nothing but a product of my imagination
I
had a short moment of letting loose, you only exist for my amuse
Poor little thing
You are only existing for the moment
No one would hardly miss you
A creation of the poet, a piece that is
broken
Dead is author you say
Poor little thing
I’ve been told
That when you’re stuck
And it seems your muse is lost
And it seems your muse is lost
You must kill your darlings
I enjoyed your rhyme-scheme. I didn't get it at first, but did after a couple of re-reads: I like how you had a rhyme continue within a following line.
ReplyDeleteThis structure makes me intrigued to know how you intended it to sound when being read out loud.
I also really enjoyed the rhyme scheme a lot, very interesting to read. I also enjoyed the theme of the poem, it made me think.
ReplyDeleteThe fate of so many characters and phrases: To be killed by an undead author, whispering "Farewell, Darling!"
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the poem and its take on one of the ideas in the lecture. The backwards phrase is of course a copula phrase, making it very easy (too, too easy!) to reverse...
Wow! I liked the dark tone of the poem and the actually thought of just being an insignificant being in a large universe. Obviously you talk about the poem itself here, but I enjoyed to take the interpretation a bit further which I think makes a great poem. I fucking loved what you did with your backwards phrase, kind of saying that you are the boss, you can't kill the author, and you my poem can die anytime soon. Great! The rhyme scheme worked as well! Great job.
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