poemranker ::Flies in the ointment. by darby pyn

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Free verse № 128417

Flies in the ointment.

Member since 2002 · Posted 9 Jul 2005 · 4 comments

Her well is shallow and I’m discarded plankton stuck in the edging. living in symbiotic misery with the dregs of her creation. climbing up the cobblestone scales to the light of day rehearsing the prescription with ardent persistence. why must I suffer for acceptance! she shrugs with her head held low in a permanent slouch. I realize then I will never pierce her cerebral armor.

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[5] Dovina 11-Jul-05/11:27 AM Reply
discarded plankton? What's that, and how is it related to a well? Her head held low in the ointment follows the title, but the rest of the images don't seem to work.
[n/a] darby pyn › Dovina 11-Jul-05/3:39 PM Reply
OK.
discarded plankton. microscopic food for fish.
discarded to emphasize the lack of care for.
head held down in a permanent slouch.
it suggest the ambiguous response to the question asked.
thanks for the questions.
hope it explains what I meant.
[5] Bluemonkey 11-Jul-05/11:43 AM Reply
I'm confused as hell on this one.
[n/a] darby pyn › Bluemonkey 11-Jul-05/3:41 PM Reply
sorry it confused you.
it was not my intention to be vague.