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This Chair Will Still Be Here

With ratching legs

Persuing history

I sit and and drink

THIS IS IT

With my drink I write

As my chair watches

Without judgement

Mute and one

With something meaningful

Above allĀ else

ETERNAL

It knows

It's costume

And desguise

Will be here

Long after I'm gone.

Play that again ChopinĀ 

◄ I Want All The Whores In The World To Be Happy

In Times Of Wretched ►

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Chris Co

Tue 8th Feb 2011 12:42

I really like the somewhat surreal and very definite existential nature of this poem.

Very Satre ala Nausea.

The poem stood out at Guitar and Verse- one of if not the best poem of the night.

My Best

Chris

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Paul F Blackburn

Thu 3rd Feb 2011 22:28

I appreciate existential pieces and the last line takes it somewhere else again - great stuff

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Tue 1st Feb 2011 20:00

yeah i like it too :-)

Might blog my old one or two about chairs. Seems to be a theme going on here.x

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Marianne Louise Daniels

Tue 1st Feb 2011 13:58

I love this. Its uncanny how many pieces i have read at work and elsewhere inspired by the ever ready chair at the moment. Although a student did actually write something about a chair murdering his owner so they could sit together forever...so...
Love the last line. good poem.

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