from my bed
I watch
3 birds
on a telephone
wire.
one flies
off.
then
another.
one is left,
then
it too
is gone.
my typewriter is
tombstone
still.
and I am
reduced to bird
watching.
just thought I’d
let you
know,
fucker.
from my bed
I watch
3 birds
on a telephone
wire.
one flies
off.
then
another.
one is left,
then
it too
is gone.
my typewriter is
tombstone
still.
and I am
reduced to bird
watching.
just thought I’d
let you
know,
fucker.
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as an after thought ,i think he is addressing me as “i will let you “fucker” “..
He is watching the birds from his bed ,may be he is sick,by extention his lonlines..the birds leaving one by one accentuates it.His typewriter is a tombstone ,so he says..in the tamil language its called “nadukall” all tombstones have some thing written on them…he is implying even a tomb stone has few sentences written on them ,but he has written nothing…may be a writers block is implied..
my type writer is tombstone still ‘ no noise has been emanating from it ,recently ,because of his “block”
I was a poet once and i am reduced to a bird watcher now,all leads to his loneliness and he his angry over his inability for having not written anything…though there is a hint about the underlying reason behind his anger in the sentence “i just thought would let you know…as if its not enough ,he ends the poem with the “fucker”overall the poem is all about his loneliness ,his angriness over some one ,as a reason behind his not writing anything,his writers block..a good one.
Well on this one he did a great job.
This is a great poem so funny.Turning his block into a histerical poem now thats a great writer.