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a narcissistic poem.
by Andrew S Adamsscattered fragments of a crumbling wall
litter the edges of my ingenuity.
in florid language, i suppose this conveys
that i am slowly tackling this writers block.
i scarcely wanted to write something intimate.
i wanted to scribe something with the lack of the
pronoun i just used (by saying 'i just used').
but alas, this is all there is these days-
an egotrip and a mirror of locutions.
bathed in it's own linguistic gusto
with a lexicon sought prior to every turn.
yes, i just looked up 'thesaurus'
in a thesaurus.
08/16/2003 Posted on 08/16/2003
Copyright © 2025 Andrew S Adams
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Cymbre Dolphay on 08/16/03 at 06:37 PM Reminds me of my beloved dictionary collection. And if the answer to Aiko's question is yes, then I am horribly narcissistic. |
| Posted by Stephanie Kent on 08/17/03 at 01:35 AM I also expected something different from the title, and I really enjoyed your twist on narcissism...:) The language in this is very clever. |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 08/20/03 at 06:23 PM I love the 'asides' you use in the piece. They're highly effective in communicating the emotions your experiencing to the readers. Great verse. |
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