Getting On

wake with alarm
dress appropriately

try to comb hair
cope

catch the bus

work
worry
walk home

eat

undress nervously
lie awake

miss my cat
fall asleep

dissolve

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About odiousghost

Successfully going from failure to failure since 1767
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2 Responses to Getting On

  1. wkkortas says:

    It seems that very, very few people really care much about craft and technique in poetry; this piece is an excellent example of why they should. The short lines and stanzas, the unadorned phrases all serve to illustrate and emphasize a very basic life, the very act of “getting on.” If this was your run-of-mill navel-gazing confessional, all of that is lost. This is how form and concept should work hand-in-hand.

    • odiousghost says:

      Wow thanks.

      I was trying to make it as simple as possible to reflect a life without clear demarcations. I felt leaving out punctuation and the spacing helped create this.

      Thanks again

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