January 24, 2007
My Oriental Rug
Okay, all this Wenchie Is Quitting! shit is getting monotonous. So I thought I'd take a breather from that particular brand of faux-drama with... a different kind of faux-drama.
Teenaged poetry, to be exact. Yeah -- mine. God, this is so embarassing. But we could all use a laugh, right? Because we're all getting tired of my whining.
Learn To Ignore
Peaceful incense by candlelight.
I try to remain calm
on my oriental rug.
But knowing that you're miles away --
having fun without me,
not caring about me
-- makes me burn much hotter
than these tiny flames teasing my eyes.
Ignore my anger --
it's so easy for you.
I hate you.
I love you.
I can't come back to you.
Learn to ignore your own emotions now.
PW 8-31-88
"On my oriental rug?" What was I thinking?! What a pretentious moron!
I was eighteen. OBVIOUSLY. I don't even remember who I wrote that about. Some winner, I'm sure. I really knew how to pick 'em back then.
Another one? Oh, if you insist.
Security
I exist in cruel coldness
and surround myself
with decorative boxes
containing the souls
of the soft-eyed and soft-hearted
to keep me safe and warm.
PW 12-29-88
So... yeah. A little dark, even then.
I hope you've enjoyed this foray into the humiliation of Wenchie. Please don't think for one nano-second that I don't know that these poems SUCK HAIRY DONKEY BALLS. They are purely for your amusement.
Ugh. I have books of this shit. Heather, be sure to publish it all when I die, under the title I Was a Teenaged Asshat.
Tomorrow, we will return to our regularly-scheduled bitching...
Comments
In that second poem, I think you were seeing into the future. You were obviously talking about your future Barbie collection.
Posted by: Marty at January 24, 2007 02:30 PM
Heh... reminds me of my teenage poetry. I knew there was a good reason I hadn't written any poetry since I was 20.
Posted by: Mickey at January 25, 2007 02:40 AM
Flooring issues aside - you plagarize Corey Hart's I Aint Missing You
"But knowing that you're miles away"
Posted by: Nicki at January 25, 2007 10:26 AM
There's a group of comdedians in NYC that put on a show every month in which they read/perform their left over teen angst musings. You, my friend, should apply for a guest appearance. It's great that you putting this stuff out there though..........it could really be helping the youth of today. Maybe you should share some with your step daughter??? Hahahahahaha!!!!
Posted by: elle at January 26, 2007 09:47 AM