1. Allee Willis

    I can’t even imagine the amount of drugs the author ingested before being experienced enough to write such a poem. I hate even calling it a poem as there’s absolutely no sense of rhythm and no rhyme for miles. I would’ve suggested a writing class before religion. I’d also bet that this person is back on drugs.

  2. Douglas Wood

    This is hilarious– curious to know where it came from. A religious textbook or brochure? Or is it a poster? What the hell is the guy on the left wearing? I love the contrived use of the word “like” to try and capture the hip voice of youth, but the third time the word is used, it’s part of a simile, the way you’re supposed to use it.

  3. Mark Blackwell

    the fly guy with the little stripey book seems to have no concept of “personal space” as well. i would request that he back away a bit