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    dots Submission Name: tired routinedots

    Author: cornonthekob
    Elite Ratio:    6.13 - 673/504/464
    Words: 183
    Class/Type: Poetry/Satire
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    dotstired routinedots

    underground among the crowd
    my mask has never dared to look thin
    you pick up what I'm throwin down
    and now it's up for sale to those that bid

    there is nothing evil about it
    it's like opening a second mouth
    you decide what right and wrong is
    before you open up and let it all out

    all these cryptic confessions
    will be enough to tell the story
    a living autobiography
    for a man with a psychotic disorder

    you won't be able to decipher much
    it's a strange rolling stream of thought
    but it's enough to feed the grandiosity
    and be told that either way is true without shock

    and a little part of me melts away
    a day without these feelings, distant and strange
    all that i want is a plan to keep moving
    but all i come up with are the ways that I'm losing

    the pitter patter of my pity party
    only makes me want to allude
    but until i can know better on the subject
    I'll admit I'm just confused

    Submitted on 2020-11-01 12:20:18     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Nothing unclear here, it all seems perfectly perfunctory. My usual personal positive perspective precludes passive punctuation. That is to say, your work here is perfect about being perfunctory, and I especially like "the pitter patter of my pity party" for obvious reasons.

    In a perhaps over-reactionary moment of disgust with some things on-going with on-line things, I tore down my relatively newly formed blog wherein at some effort I had posted a lot of my poetry (much available here), as well as comments and articles from an earlier blog.

    The devil made me do it? What do you mean Lloyd, did the devil make you tear it down or did he make you start it in the first place? Hmm, in hindsight I guess it could have gone either way but the relative point is that it is gone. I guess I felt the need for a change of routine. The optimist in me would call it "growth", or something like that.

    Not to fear, my stuff here at Elite Skills remains. ;)
    | Posted on 2020-11-12 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ]

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