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Extenuating Circumstances · Poetry Minific ·
Organised by Anon Y Mous
Word limit 15–1000
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Fat Bastard
With my first breath I kiss thee.
With my last breath I spit at thee.
With my mind I dream of better seas.

I sail in search of someone new.

Because this fat man who stutters make me sad.

Will not return my affections to make me glad.

Am not strong enough to carry his burdens.
Am not smart enough to catch his eye.
Am not good enough to win his heart.

Circumstances should make me hate you!

Fat! Cowardly! Stammeringly foolish man!

I will not blame you though we are no longer friends!

With my will, I sail away from your land.
Am not going to make amends.
For you are a fat bastard!
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Get in my belly!
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Seems like a case of unrequited love. Though I can't tell if the man is actually fat or if the narrator is only saying so to try being insulting. It's not that often you see a fat person (assuming the answer to my previous comment is that he actually is fat) as an object of romance, so that's refreshing. It puts me in a mind of Paprika! I'm not sure if there was some sort of rhyme scheme attempted. There are only two lines that outright rhyme, but a couple of others might have been slant rhymes. Like the others I've reviewed so far, I wish this one had more of a plot, but it comes closest. I don't get a sense of whether the man has actually rejected the narrator or if the narrator just feels he's unapproachable. Probably the former, but there's not a lot here to say how fervent or long-suffering the narrator's efforts have been.
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With a deep breath
I channel my anger
Into appreciation
Of the sharp toasted odor
That steams from the ground beans...

Water flows, the rich ichor
Pours into that one perfect cup.

Ah, the refreshing, eye-opening scent!