A poem?

Yes! It’s a poem, written for a class assignment in my senior year (one year after last post, if you’re keeping track).

The class was AP English with Ms. Masar. The assignment, to craft a poem out of quotes from Beckett’s Waiting for Godot.

The poem,

***

bye bye bye
by Josh Cole

Think, pig!

All the dead voices. The bones. These skeletons.
A charnel-house! A charnel-house! A charnel-house! A charnel-house!
There’s no lack of void.

Dance,  hog!

He is sleeping, He knows nothing, let Him sleep on.
He’s thinking of days when He was happy.
That must be unpleasant.

Think, pig!

They crucified quick.
To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
What has Christ got to do with it?

Dance, hog!

He is sleeping, He knows nothing, let Him sleep on.
Why don’t we hang ourselves?
We’ve tried that.

Think, pig!

Made in God’s image. It’s revolting!
I’m in hell! Suppose we repented? It’d give us an erection.
That’s how it is on this bitch of an earth.

Dance, hog!

He is sleeping, He knows nothing, let Him sleep on.
People are bloody ignorant apes.
Everything but the tree is dead.

Let’s go.

We are all born mad.
Some remain so.
Yes, let’s go.

***

Still pretty happy with that one. I got 100% on it from Ms. Masar, which makes me think it might actually be good.
I don’t really do poetry that much, and probably haven’t written anything since high school.
I like rules and clarity too much, so the poets I love just baffle me.
That said, I might give you another poem next.
Get them all out of the way.

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