Syntax Error

January 29, 2013
By Bookish SILVER, Mustang, Oklahoma
Bookish SILVER, Mustang, Oklahoma
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I have never donned the sea
with anything but expectations
Felt a snail tickle through my fingers
Held a hatching egg.

Elegance escapes me
I swallow whole popsicles at once
like a cognitively challenged pelican
downing his fish dinner.

Like a too-tight ring I stupidly capture
what I need to release
still counting the rainbows
in gasoline puddles.

The sting of thorns is foreign
My palms only know
the prickling nerves after
I sit on my hand too long.

My friends chewed their tendencies
Spit them
Wove saliva nests for their young
in dark corners of cave walls.

My friends think art is psychological
A mammoth blarb of messages

But I make art
so that I can see what it looks like
and my only psychology
is that I have psychology.

The author's comments:
This poem was a result of me getting a syntax error on a calculator during a calculus homework assignment, and then abandoning said homework to reflect on how my whole life is kind of a syntax error.

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This article has 2 comments.

Bookish SILVER said...
on Feb. 3 2013 at 11:34 pm
Bookish SILVER, Mustang, Oklahoma
6 articles 0 photos 12 comments
Thank you :)

juneday GOLD said...
on Feb. 3 2013 at 11:04 pm
juneday GOLD, Barrington, Rhode Island
16 articles 1 photo 27 comments
I really like this poem. It has kind of a dreamy, abstract quality, with really cool images and similes. I particularly like "Held a hatching egg," and "...Rainbows in gasoline puddles."


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