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Stepping on a Nail on a Rainy Morning

March 21, 2006 by at 2:25 pm

Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice. I say in silly poetry.

Come, nail
Impale
My foot
Put
Your point
At joint
Of ball and toe
My woe
Swells
The yells
Alarm
The harm
Withal
Is small
Unless
Tetanus

5 Comments Filed Under: Earth, Godsbody

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  1. job says
    March 22, 2006 at 9:19 am

    Matthew,

    You better watch yourself – you might turn to the dark side – and eschew prose forever!

    JOB

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  2. Father Stephanos, O.S.B. says
    March 22, 2006 at 1:53 pm

    Poetry when you step on a nail?

    Why can’t you cuss like everyone else?

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  3. Father Stephanos, O.S.B. says
    March 22, 2006 at 2:03 pm

    By the way, Matthew….

    “A blank piece of paper is God’s way of telling us how hard it is to be God.”
    http://www.jimmyakin.org/2006/03/quote_of_the_da_1.html

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  4. Matthew Lickona says
    March 22, 2006 at 9:16 pm

    Father,
    Well, my kids were around, so I had to limit myself to crying out to my Lord for deliverance. As for the poem: great art comes from suffering; it seems trivial art does as well. And thank you kindly for the quotation.

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  5. Anonymous says
    March 24, 2006 at 7:09 am

    wow, who’d thunk such a horrible incident could lead to such beauty

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