Unless you lived in the Boston Area.
Anyways here's a poem I've been working on just a draft to play with language and talk about my hometown.
It's not anything special, compared to the poems I got published at my schools literary magazine.
If I grew up Boston
by David Morales on Wednesday, June 30, 2010 at 1:53pm
A shitty work of literature with malformed words enjoy :]
If I grew up Boston
When you coming back to Dot Kidddd
Ceaseless Palabor from predestined cadavers
I'd still take this brotherfriend
over some prep school junkie
I've walked and stopped to enjoy
What life has offered these indigini
Recluse to each cornereye of every passerby
These proffers of life's back end
Have started trends
for those smart mouth enough to live
on the other side of the Charles's bend
How much can be discovered
Lying on top of roots of compost
Roosts of final outposts left from peculiar outgrowths
By belligerent loud folks
Chanting phrases for their favorites
Betting their livers with that final paycheck
Good thing spirits are acceptable by any pallet
In this conveluted stew
Freshly seered off from piers revered of
times where forefather fought for a beautiful
After thought
not publicizing it for all the darker hues
Genuflect to the phallus.
Of the most egoist sadist
I'd take this over Seattle
Where pussies scaddadale
To get in line for rooftop hopscotch
Who delve into the city limits of a blotch mark
of a midwest botched fart
Confederate men shot up
for ex patriot conduct
Philadelphia shouldn't be considered
D.C's low in pride and about to wither
What if I grew up Boston
I'll be one hell of a contender
One to quickly ruffle his feathers
At the sight of any Statie soothsayer
Bostonia is where I'd drop my seed
Cultivating my own east coast trees
Cause sadly in my present future
there won't be a Brooklyn to run ******** for the wall of text
Any feedback is wonderful
Autumn Nights
An Arts Guild
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