Author's notes: This was meant to be in more of a "slam poetry" style than some of my usual output. It's also decidedly a protest piece, though like most of my work it's meant to convey an emotional impression more than anything in particular. It should be read aloud at a fairly fast, aggressive clip.
People with absurdly huge reference pools will recognize the lines in parentheses as belonging to a somewhat obscure book written by one Sandra Scoppettone called Suzuki Beane, about a six-year-old beatnik. The title is an homage to that and to the Gorillaz song "Left Hand Suzuki Method."
3 comments:
Why does the Internet insist on reminding me that I don't get poetry?
Sorry, Oats. I'd set up a separate poetry blog, but I don't write frequently enough to make it worth it.
Nah, I think it's cool that you'd post this here. Just sucks I can't fully appreciate it. Quite a few of the ponyfics that've been recommended to me have been poetry, so I've been feelin' a bit down 'cause I feel like I'm missing out
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