An Examination Poem by Daniel Phillips

An Examination

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My head
implodes
on contact

The young
replace
my face

I look
through sheets
of cobweb

I cir-
cumvent
the peace

I wake
I watch
I wallow

I want
I need
I feed

These traits
I know
Are wanton

These traits
are all
in me.

I knew
I was
an addict

I know
I am
machine

I live
for
confrontation

I live to be obscene

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gavin Shaw 28 August 2006

I like your poem, good use of Language, nice little rhythmic flow, I think you have got some talent, I am a new poet as well,

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Berkely, California
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