Saturday, August 9, 2014

Scrappy poem

I'm in the midst of a poetry period. This is a thing that happens in my life. I get stuck on poetry and can't get anything else done. Except for turning some of the poems into songs. Which is really just another form of obsessing over poetry. So here's a shitty poem I wrote in like 10 minutes. I call this "scrap poetry" and believe it or not, this is actually one of my better scrap pieces.
Enjoy...? (Take that as you will, but it's meant sort of like a dare.)

When Fucked By A Tree

When a tree fucks you
It comes out of nowhere
Just ask the girl in Evil Dead
Who would suspect a tree
Capable of such deviance

Earthy, slow, steady
Yet intrusive and intense
Cool wood stings and splinters
Too flammable to withstand fiery heat

Old advice to heed:
When in the forest
Do as the nymphs

Side note: I hope you can see the forest for the trees... this is not a poem about being okay with rape. Someone just pointed out to me the ease of jumping to that conclusion.

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