Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Poem Tuesdays; Crank

This is an excerpt from the book "Crank".

No more paper,
nothing left to clean,
thanked god for the
Jerry springer marathon
six great hours, filled
with pitiful people,
whose lives were way
worse than my own
Hard to believe
the world is such
A screwed-up place

I don't know how you read this poem, but I interpret it as disappearing into something and realising that you don't need to. If you read the book, you will notice that in that context this is not the case, at least from my point of view.
How do you interpret it?

Bye the way, if you are a reader of this book and want to find it, I can tell you it's after she met the monster.

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