New twist on poetry
April 21, 2009 3:00pm CST
I wrote a poem that uses the names of bands to describe people, scenery, and states of mental being. With my Twisted Sister and some Barenaked Ladies, I begin Stabbing Westward; searching for a Vertical Horizon. I make a Nightwish and continue upon our journey. An REO Speedwagon zooms by as we turn onto Riverside Drive. The writing on the wall tells me that "Daphne Loves Derby", but I am unmoved. Things begin to feel Twiztid As I fall victim to this Mindless Self Indulgence. I search for refuge Three Doors Down, but find only some Garbage and Letters to Cleo. It is then that I realize I must find A Fire Inside Or sink in this Drowning Pool. Have I become Disturbed and my soul Staind? Or have I lost myself searching for Our Lady Peace In the hopes that she would be my Lamb of God?