Mark Pollins

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Create New - Poem by Mark Pollins

The way in which I conceive a poem,
No clear picture,
No overall plan,
Scribbling here, doodling there,
Until an incoherent, ten-line masterpiece appears.

I live my life in the same way,
No clear picture,
No plan,
A dash of humiliation here, a fistful of pain there,
Until a monstrous imitation of myself appears,
In fact this is Mark 2, stronger and more dominant than the original,
It swaggers along spitting out the masticated remnants of my good name.
It sits cock-eyed in front of the T.V. burping & swearing at the blue blobs









writ ten 17/3/98

Copyright Mark Pollins 2007


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  • Rookie - 133 Points Allemagne Roßmann (2/7/2010 1:31:00 AM)

    It swaggers along spitting out the masticated remnants of my good name.

    I hope this very It will carry you on a long distance of perception as a poet and therefore perestroika(russian-restructuring) as an individual.Thanks for emanating such thoughts.A different poetic touch and awareness felt through as undercurrent. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 11, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 16, 2011


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