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    dots Submission Name: Lazydots

    Author: cuddledumplin
    ASL Info:    36/ f/UK
    Elite Ratio:    4.08 - 6269/5927/526
    Words: 72
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       This is basically a wordplay piece about how lazy we've become. It's like we're locked in place in front of the television.

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    I could be a poet if I walked with metrical feet,
    but a TV anchor keeps me in place.
    I could open this lock
    if I could sing in the right key,
    but I can't dance to the second floor
    if I can't find the steps,
    so I'll sit here with an empty mind,
    and let the talking head
    tell me what to think
    for I'm too lazy to dream.

    Submitted on 2004-06-13 04:08:22     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      very insightful, amy. i am happy to say that i do not have t.v. well, i have a vcr and movies, but no cable or regular t.v. my roommate likes to sit and watch movies whenever she's home. i get tired of it sometimes and go to my room to read (or do crossword puzzles; that's my t.v... well, not really 'cause i learn a lot with those!)
    i liked the metrical feet, and singing to open the key... all really good descriptions. "too lazy to dream," that's really sad. i know you're not speaking of yourself, so i won't feel too bad!
    hey, and thanks again for the fun conversation the other night! i'm working on trying to compile that tape for you. it may take awhile, but i'll be on it!
    | Posted on 2004-06-13 00:00:00 | by magnicat | [ Reply to This ]
      yaknow, Keith wrote about soldiers hating TV coverage of the war, and you are spot on here as well, but way back in the 60's there was a show called "That Was the Week that Was" and they did satire on the weeks news. There was a song about an airman that went like, "so long mom, I'm off to drop the bomb...but though I may roam, so far from my home, you can see me...on your tv." So it's always been acknowledged. They called it the boob tube way before frontal nudity got on the screen!
    | Posted on 2004-06-13 00:00:00 | by Sandburg | [ Reply to This ]
      I too have trouble getting to sleep at night. I liked your puns, I rarely see them in anything I read on this site. Another good one, you just can't be stopped .
    | Posted on 2004-06-13 00:00:00 | by JR Hoodlum | [ Reply to This ]
      ok thats weird i was just talking about this last night...me and a friend talking about how sad it is that everyone is so consumed with tv...i dont know itsweird...antwho i like this ...wonderful job...as i babble before ive had any coffee
    | Posted on 2004-06-13 00:00:00 | by purplesun24 | [ Reply to This ]
      a little much 'I's in there but it's okay. it's so true. most people let someone else think for them. we are lazy. I like the last four lines very much. well done.
    | Posted on 2004-06-13 00:00:00 | by eve1684 | [ Reply to This ]
      ha... this is so cool... i love the play on words and how it could mean so much more... i guarantee if i read this when i wasnt so tired it would mean something completely different to what it means now... very well done!
    | Posted on 2004-06-13 00:00:00 | by Someones Epiphany | [ Reply to This ]
      Hey. Your poem is so true. Dreams ambitions we have, just sit still whilst we let our laziness overtake us. Nicely put in ths poem and personally a realisation for myself. Thanx.
    | Posted on 2004-06-13 00:00:00 | by Broken | [ Reply to This ]
      i've definitely been there... sometimes i even end up asking myself why i do the things i do knowing that one day i'll be dead... it's kinda sad... the thought given by your poem dug into one of my compartments...
    | Posted on 2004-06-13 00:00:00 | by ANGELO | [ Reply to This ]
      I hear what you're saying. Kinda makes that empty electrical background static buzz...and that is what this feels like to me. A bit too much of the buzz, 'cos it can get really irritating. Gets on your teeth like and does a little waltz there with ice skates on and when its scratching the enamel, that's the good part. The bad part is when it goes over a filling and gives you a root canal static shock and that metallic aftertaste.
    | Posted on 2004-06-13 00:00:00 | by Lelik | [ Reply to This ]

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