Bored Games You sunk my battleship The water was EVERYWHERE the biggest splash ever splashed from the biggest bomb blast In the biggest sea No one else noticed and I forgot soon too I loved you very much and you fucked my best friend well that best friend was the best fist fight I ever had If we lived in a different culture I am sure I could have kept the friend and just fist faught you How you would have spun in your evening dress with a whimper Oh how silly and it is all temporary anyway Olly Olly Oxen Free Cows come home don't sweat it cheater You can't cheat Death But if were that ex love you could cheat on me with my best friend and it is all temporary The whole thing Life Love friendships Like how children play Boardgames on the rainy day carpet or the summer grass It wil all pass play time slips quickest all you can do is keep working the work clock ticks like a cement turtle crawls Pick up sticks Nevermind anger passed and so did other things Things I thought of as forever but I knew about death as everyone who has ever lived must know about death So how could I have loved you forever? Inside a coffin? Ghosts ballroom dancing in infinity? Reincarnation is for daydreamers What's dead is dead When the game is over The game is over Little kids playing with dice or checkers Clean up your mess kiddies Lovers check those trophies for memories self made pornography save it all When you are old it will be nice to have that documentaion The proof that you were young and that you fucked fine fucked beauty when you were young you made messes you played in the summer sun and fucked silly on the rainy day carpet Loud mouth winners are sore losers someday Well I was a sore loser on that day So sore that he could bleed for you No friend of mine just your new boyfriend with a chipped tooth your deuce double duece black eyed caved in side of the face no friend of mine those knuckles of mine they always seemed to scab up and then get ripped open by another game I suppose these things are tangled How serious we take ourselves on these brief tours of mortality and how cards get thrown around Do you have any spades? No, go fish. Ha. How about 3's. No there is just me. Just me and how I give or take blows, tug or take tows throw jokers out windows I reccomend you GO FISH bets laid out in hearts and souls all on decaying tables red light green light goose tin can telephone and curtain calls I give my life to myself My carbon 14 to the hungry Earth Lost love, to you I give these waking days these drunken phone calls this rambling for what its worth Old friend I offer you this humble gift a slashed tire tonight, Well when we are bones or ash on a mantle it won't matter how I handled myself How much composure The only ones remembered belong to the cults of the famous or the infamous the ones in the middle they may move silent mountains but silent mountains were never noticed anyway You'll all forget me soon being that you will be forgotten being that most everyone after that will be forgotten games, live for games live a game like this set it up like this B6? Hit. C2? MIss. B5? Hit. You sunk my battle ship
I thought this was utterly fantastic... very refreshing. I guess what struck me most about it was the flow, which was superb. The way subjects shifted at odd points kept me reading on, which is always important with a long piece. Anyways yeah, this is a fantastic piece in a style I love (I've used the battleship analogy before as well, but not as good as you did), with subject matter I can relate to... thanks for sharing it, twas phenomenal.
Thanks so much for the feedback! I think with a little work I can probably trim it down and get the flow a little more more consistant. If you have your poem with the battleship-theme, I'd love to read it; if you're into sharing that is of course But still, thanks so much for reading.
