Wednesday, January 04, 2006


This is a poem about popularity.

You are reading the poem right now.

I have never been popular.

I am not now popular.

Nor will I be.

If you have read this far,

You are still reading the poem.

I never strive to be popular.

But I desire acceptance.

The poem goes on to say,

I am a child.


And I lie like a child.

Like one who forgets

that they once

made fake vomit

by dumping

old salads

in gleaming




Waiting to be discovered.

You are still reading the poem.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm not reading the poem any more, Eugene.

You mention the fake barf, but I still don't know about the towelrack.

January 04, 2006  
Blogger wahhhboohoo said...

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January 04, 2006  
Blogger In verse said...

The dialogue that the author conjures with the reader is interesting, it reminds me of the beginning of "If on a Winter Night a Traveller" by Italo Calvino.

If you have read this far,\You are still reading the poem.\I never strive to be popular.\But I desire acceptance.

This part hints at a profound idea in very simple ways, thats what I like in your style, economy of words.

I tried to write something on my experience in Snow Town, hope you may like. I would like to write more.

thanks for your interest.

January 04, 2006  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

What's up with "Balls in flight"?

January 04, 2006  
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January 04, 2006  
Blogger Noralil Fores said...

The humor! I love the humor- because we could look back on our rejections as failures. It makes me happy to see that we can embrace all that we weren't and still aren't and accept that. Ha, ha.

January 05, 2006  

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