Joel Smith


Excuse my empty head
I awoke in eighty-one and found myself dead
I'm gonna talk
I'm gonna play
feel free to ignore everything i say
walking down the street
floating in the sky
bleeding from the mouth
bleeding from the eye

I love to fight
I wish you were dead
I hate to fight
Just like i said

Quiet while I announce
a polar bear cub an a six story house
silence is golden
I am not
I'm so cool
I'm burning hot
I lift weight
while i wait
for my ego to disintegrate

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 29, 2008

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Comments about Oblivious by Joel Smith

  • Amanda Bennett (1/29/2008 9:31:00 PM)

    Fantastic baby! ! Sydney's right. Well done! !

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  • Sydney Kerr (1/29/2008 3:27:00 AM)

    I don't really know how to describe how I feel about this poem, which is a great thing. Well done.

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