How I do hate the poetry of others

How I do hate the poetry of others:
it sticks in my throat
like an attempt to swallow something large and unpleasant,
like an elephant tranquilizer pill or perhaps a smallish whale;
I feel it wriggling as it forces its way down into my brain.

Having to pretend I like this and that
[I don't],
notice about that
[I notice nothing - it is all incomprehensible],
appreciate this or something about this
[wish they'd just shut up],
know the feeling
[I don't know the feeling - I just feel numb],
am transformed by a new understanding
[I'm not - I'm stuck forever at the bottom of a deep dark hole].

Hate it all.
Hate it all.
Wish it would stop.
Wish it would all just stop.
Wish it would all just go away.


against every fibre of will in my being
some slight and innocent-looking
words on a page
refuse to be treated with my usual contempt
and I am destroyed.

Poetry by Andrew Bindon
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Written on 2009-11-30 at 14:25

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Andrew Bindon
@Amy. That can just be our secret. 8-)

Amy Valentina
Brilliantly crafted!!! A bit hurtful at first to all poets and then crowning glory...
I realize you love poetry...

Andrew Bindon
Thank you very much, Phyllis.

That is very encouraging.

Phyllis J. Rhodes
This is one I wish I had written. Smashingly good!! I started smiling about the second line and my grin got bigger and bigger as I nodded my head up and down and slapped my knee at the end with a great belly laugh.

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Bookmarked!!! Loved it!!

ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Interesting poem , I am wondering is something I wrote? Grinning :D

Ken D Williams

Andrew Bindon
That's funny, Rob!

Rob Graber
Clever. Reminds me of some comic to this effect:

Nobody listens to anybody.
Try it for a few minutes
And you'll see why.