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A Biochemical Truth

Love is a biochemical reaction,
The heart is just muscle and blood.

The brain's a swirling mass of convolution;
Confusion sweeps in like a flood.

The world's a metaphor for odd fantasies;
Reality is the great killer of inspiration.

Mad men are they who dwell on revelries;
And eccentrics will die of starvation.

Love is a biochemical reaction,
And lies are the tales we love to hear.

The world's a canvas for sour dejection;
The painters are those who can no more bear.

He'll soon know you sleep and that you drool,
And your hair is unnatural and clipped on.

And that you're no smarter than the clever fool
Who quickly wet the pants that she peed on.

When you wake up and pick through your nose,
He'll appreciate the raw good that you really are,

And when his blindness will end, no one knows,
But he'll see you're human, and not a movie star.

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A poem about reality and love and affection.
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I tried something similar in 'Lick an Armpit'
You did it better.

cheers,
Jess
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Will check out the armpit poem soon. :)

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A little crass, but then so is reality. Also, an interesting perspective for a poem. Somewhat original from my point of view. I had trouble with only one line.

"The painter are those who can no more bear." Bear what? Okay, obviously since the poem is talking about love in general we know what they cannot bear, but the sentence is incomplete as it stands. Just my thinking.
wesley

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On the bear line...I just had to make it rhyme. Clad you noticed it though. It wasn't a perfect fit, and the meaning you attach to it is just how I wanted it to be.

I'll try to find some better fitting word, but for now I think it does some justice to the poem as a whole. It's never really perfect, just like reality.

Thanks,
:)

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... you're absolutely right. It's NEVER exactly what we want. Pieces fit better than some, but there is always this feeling we are building a jig saw puzzle with pieces from several boxes. At least your pieces fit better than most. A bloke by the name of Gary Lutz is my favorite grammar instructor. I have several of his books and he discusses all forms of writing. One of his maxims has nothing to do with grammar though and I have latched on to it over the years. "Endless Revision". Nothing we write should ever be considered finished. Nothing is so polished as to be unworthy of a subtle change. I sent the big poem to the Library of Congress for a copywrite to err on the side of caution and the first thing I did when I mailed it was to start a new edit.

"Endless, relentless, unwavering revision"
wesley

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and just figured out what it is. The poem is significant and tells an important truth, but the title doesn't fit. Makes me expect a Michael Moore expose or something.

cheers,
Jess
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Then, sirs, I ask for a better title. I found it hard selecting one, and your suggestion does speak a lot. Give it your best shot, I'll see what I can dream up too.

Thanks

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Biolove?
Love muscle? (just kidding)

cheers,
Jess
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A little late to the party - but all your recent works have my thoughts on them on your site instead. =)

I absolutely agree with the fresh reality of this piece. A little crass, like Wesley said, but who said reality is beautiful all the time, right?

~ Jess K
"A parakeet is one who takes care of you until the real keet arrives.." - George Carlin http://www.centranthus.blogspot.com

It came to me when I had a conversation with this lady at school one night. We argued about love, and how we tend to romantisize it and the people we love love, when their just that. People like us too, not movie stars :)

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