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Rated: 18+ | Poetry | Adult | #1863406
A weird poem about contractions that came to me and I knew that I needed to write it.

-Contractions-
by
Keaton Foster

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Contractions
Fractions
Shouldn't
Couldn't
Wouldn't
Complete words
Jammed together
Broken thoughts
Half assed into an idea
Too lazy to write
Grammar Nazi
I am not
Writing as much as I have
Has made me slightly better
I am excellent at making
The same mistakes
Over and over again
Punctuation I hate most
Obviously, I know
That you know that
Far better than me
My readership is up
I wish that I could say that
My return business was as such
No one buys my books
Unless they need something to burn
It has been said, not by me
That poetry is a deceased
Form of self-expression
Such a medium went
The way of the dinosaur
Extinction through saturation
Obliteration through mass consumerism
Nonetheless, here I am
Stupid is, as stupid does
If I did not have writing
I would probably be drinking
Or things far worse to numb
The very idea of my own existence
Contractions are shortened versions
Of long words forced together
Often by lazy spellers
They serve a finite purpose
There is only a handful of them
Like homophones, they are a pain
In my uptight, pasty white ass
Ten thousand poems and counting
I still find myself thinking
Ok is it "their" or there"
Really sad but true
I have an MBA and I still would be
Lost in every possible way
If it was not for my
Word processors auto-corrector
Right about now I am sure
That you are asking
Why am I even reading this
Pseudo abortion called a poem
Good fucking question
Maybe I should pose it
In another poem of course…



Contractions
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012.

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