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Sufficiently under processed
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That was too much humanity in one place
One small, dimly lit, deeply packed, overly drunk, still sober, too wordy place
Standing room only
Sanity snapping fingers
Over loaded senses
Worse than the time I had an entire hit off Jeff’s bucket and lost feeling in my body
When Brenden had to run his hand up and down my side so I wouldn’t scream and cry asking for my legs back
Better than the first orgasm Aaron gave me where I stayed emotionally, physically, and mentally present
More awkward than our waitress tonight trying to up sell my poutine by flat lining her personality into crude bitch
More smooth than the bathtub serenade which started the weekend
More real than the homeless problem in this city that never sleeps
More theoretical than the pen in my hand or the ink on this page
Just too much humanity
For one bar on a Saturday night
For one me in a life time
I am simply overwhelmed
Got drowned rwr !!
Got drowned rwr !! No reason you could not be "overwhelmed" by the ashen coloured thoughts & sights imagined ............... "Underprocessed" ! I like that word about certain thing which vividly explains immaturity of mind & body (not yours of course) Mellowed readers like me always sit back & enjoy things in a clearer perspective. I've nothing to lose now !!
©bishu
:)
it was my first poetry slam...it was intense :)
thanks for the comment Bishu, it is always a pleassure hearing from you :)
Much Love
Ashley