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    dots Submission Name: coddiwompledots
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    Author: etheror
    Elite Ratio:    6.32 - 226/272/113
    Words: 217
    Class/Type: Prose/Misc
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    1.
    I haven't shaved my legs in three weeks. A week ago, I was floating by on general laziness, but by now, it's officially A Statement, whether I like it or not. In all reality, that statement is, "I no longer need to adhere to mainstream beauty standards." But then again, I suppose that that's what all non-leg-shaving statements boil down to, really.

    2.
    I tried to write a poem a few weeks ago, and it morphed into the same nonsense that this is morphing into. A Statement. In the biz, we call something like this an "Advertorial." An advertisement disguised as an editorial. And on nights where I can't sleep and I'm not half as tortured as Don Draper but I'm drinking like him, and I want to write a poem, the only thing that comes out anymore is A Statement. The kinda thing you write when you're looking for attention or admiration or something. Applause, maybe. An advertisement for yourself. And you hope someone's buying.

    3.
    I live in the woods. I ride my bicycle into town, my leg hairs floating in the wind. I get buzzed by rednecks, in ridiculously large trucks, screaming obscenities. Or maybe they're just trying to hit on me. They can't see the leg hair from here.




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      Coddiwomple (v.): to travel in a purposeful manner towards a vague destination.

    This has been up for a while and I've been remiss in saying anything about it. I feel like the least I can do is acknowledge it. Unfortunately that may also be the most I can do about it as well. I've always been bad about that, never wanted to take the thing apart, ruin the mystique of something in order to better understand how it works. When you put things into words they do lose some of what they were before they were named, after all, and in order to reply to this poem I should probably take it apart like a car engine or a piece of html.

    But I'm both lazy and loathe to undermine the enjoyment I get reading it now. I rarely take the thing apart. As a result I often only understand things intuitively and have a hard time communicating my full appreciation.

    Or maybe I'm kidding myself. Maybe I don't really understand what's going on and that's why I can't quite put it into words.

    I suppose the thing I like most about this is its offhanded assuredness. There's a cavalier sort of confidence not just in the tone but in the way you weave these three sections together, the way the Statement changes in each, the way the piece plays with whether it's going to even be a poem-type thing or just say fuck it. How self-aware and meta it is, without derailing itself, without losing the tone. In less capable hands it could get real pretentious real fast, but instead it's self-aware and insightful, both being the thing it despises and yet not.

    So this both is the advertorial it says it is, but also it isn't. It transcends that, in the last section. When it becomes a personal story, where there's no longer an easy meaning to dig out, when you introduce other perspectives. It ceases to be a meta-poem thought piece. And the meandering that the piece does seems less like meandering and more a purposeful journey towards... something. A mountain, maybe.

    Forgive me, I drank the good coffee this morning, which means the light burns hard and fast and leaves me with nothing at the end of the day. Hopefully this comment has some liminal value.
    | Posted on 2016-09-03 00:00:00 | by lukewarm | [ Reply to This ]
      I think you just described EliteSkills.com.
    | Posted on 2016-08-16 00:00:00 | by Ontlogicalamity | [ Reply to This ]


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