kinda just mellowed out right now. i wrote this last monday in a theatre class for our 'monologue monday'. i just got done doing research into some chekovian styles of writing and how they used stream of consciousness, and i got into it when i read how anton chekov first kind of started the modernistic movement in the style, and i was ESPECIALLY interested in it when i read how Thom Yorke uses it in A Wolf at the Door. (background: Radiohead is my favorite band of all time. Ever, forever.)
But anyway, to the poem itself. it doesnt have a title.
lay back, look fast
dont shout, what about
leading astray, free fun
take the fast way, slip of the tongue
whats it about, whats it about
whos to say anyway
wahts it about, whats it about
quick kid, hung from a noose
keen mind, keen face
dont waste, keep pace
think fast, die slow
where do we go?
uncharted seas above uncharted seas
throat closed up, kiss of a bee
i let the rain in, breakfast for two
nothing to do, nothing to do, nothing to do, nothing to do
burn fast, think slick
where to go, die quick
quit laughing at me
youll reap what you sow
quit laughing at me
where do we go?
sorry if you didnt like it. it just kinda felt 'right' at the time.
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