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Need Critique "Laugh yourself silly"
This may be a completely regional thing, but I really need honest critique and feedback on this poem. I'll never be rude or offended. Just tell me what you honestly think, please!
Laugh yourself silly in the mountains We’re running Blood Mountain dry with a bag of pot under the seat and a blue-green river on the radio. Singing praise Jesus, hallelujah, pass me the pipe. I feel those fish jumping under my skin and spring is coming on me. When holy wars blow out the television, a mouth on mine makes me cry and it’s transcendence. Under blue skies and a bottle of Boone’s, our world says hush. We’re all dying from something. so it goes - laugh yourself silly in the mountains. |
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