I've written a few poems in my life...think this one here is the best...but you can find some others here.


Pop Nor Parody?

What if it's not pop nor parody?

Say I wish to
write a book
or make a movie
or write a song.
Is everything imitation or reaction?
Why do I suddenly feel so trapped?
I'm imitating the past
or reacting against it.

Supposedly the best literature contradicts the society in which it is written.
A reaction.
Yet it retains transcendent qualities that are applicable to cultures in any age.
An imitation of all that has come before.

Anything deemed 'clever' can somehow be traced to something in the past,
whether it glorifies or makes fun of it.
Is any originality left?
Must ideas be doomed to be pro or anti?
Has every original joke been made?
Has every original movie been made?
Has every book been written?
Hasn't this "poem" probably been written a thousand times before?

The nice word is 'influence.'
"I was influenced by Joe, Smith, and John."
In truth,
they imitated.
Critics throw around 'Revolutionary!' loosely.
Is it? Is it really?
Is it not actually drawing upon sources from the past?
Whenever the question is asked, people respond,
"Yes, but 'that guy' once said at the turn of the century that
everything had been invented
and others said that
everything was discovered
and look how wrong they were."
Yes, they were wrong, but am I?

Is there original thought left?
Between six billion people on this planet and countless others in the past,
is there anything that we have not imagined?
From the purest holiness to the blackest, most-twisted dark, is there anything left?
...What exists outside?


What else is going on...oh, I'm trying to direct everyone to this thing. Why is it that when ya do something cool that you want to show people, they never seem to be around? =)

Anyway, got finals coming up Tuesday. A day or two after that, I'll go back to Chattanooga for a week, before going to Spain for around six weeks.

Guess I should probably start studying. I've felt kind of useless this weekend since I got my sleeping schedule off Friday night. Hung out with Brian's friends from the Catholic Student Union at Mellow Mushroom and then came back and watched "Committed" (a really funny movie, btw). Didn't wake up till 5pm Saturday. Then worked a little on the WEGL (the college radio station where I DJ) site and got distracted with this thing. Got up this morning and caught the end of the Braves game. Glad they're playing well again. Think they can overtake Philadelphia pretty soon. Dammit...now I really feel like this is just a log of my day. =)