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History Lesson
by Max BouilletBy the way, I took your advice
and tried to go copulate with myself.
But thoughts of you kept
throwing of my rhythm.
Consequently, I went blind, broke my wrist,
and was the punch line of many jokes
issued by the emergency room staff.
But in the end it didn't matter,
because
you cry tiny gods
from fake plastic eyes
that I refuse to worship anymore. 10/24/2003 Posted on 10/24/2003
Copyright © 2025 Max Bouillet
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Laura Doom on 10/24/03 at 11:06 PM well, at least you tried Max :>] |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 10/25/03 at 02:29 AM Its a realization rather than a lesson.But well, realizations are lessons in a sense. The cause is bound to produce an 'effect', you have termed as lesson. |
| Posted by Graeme Fielden on 10/25/03 at 06:10 PM Oh Boy! .... I have one or two ex's that I'd love to send this one to! ... well written Max ... a fine piece of comic bravado |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 10/26/03 at 01:22 AM You amaze me at how you can laugh and bite at the same time. Incredible stuff. |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 10/26/03 at 04:30 AM what an incredible slap in the proverbial face!!!... i have yet to read a poem of yours that i didn't like, nor one that didn't make me crave more... you rule!... blessings... |
| Posted by Barbara Griffith on 10/26/03 at 06:08 PM This was both really funny, but sad too. Funny for obvious reasons, and sad because of the line, "but in the end it didn't matter" That sort of set the tone for the rest of the poem. |
| Posted by Maryellen Lebeda-Parra on 10/26/03 at 09:07 PM OH MY GOD!!! thi is great! |
| Posted by Jeanne Marie Hoffman on 10/29/03 at 01:38 PM I know this is a weird thing to point out, but I really like how it starts out with "By the way". It gives this sense of walking into a conversation already happening where this is suddenly thrown into. |
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