Pittsburgh

grooveamatic

I.

Is it strange that I am not inspired
by your thunderous hills,
your slow lakelike river,
your overcast, drowsy air?
Is it strange that I am unmoved
by your sad long tale
of molten rock (hardened steel)
of layoffs and picket lines
or suicides?
Is it above all odd
that I am always happiest here
among the din of your downtrodden
dead,
sucking your Industrial Hope
like Jello through a coffee stir?

II.

The white and brown houses
(little giftbox sized things)
are stacked on the hillside
like haphazard pancakes,
so close to each other
it seems from this distance
you could spit into
your neighbor's kitchen.
The trees
(bulbous barely green things)
are nuzzled densely among the homes,
like proud plant pubics.

The fog clouds slide slowly across it all
like television shadows
across a stroke-stricken face.

StoneG82

I agree. pittsburgh sucks.

bossman3188

i love pittsburgh

grooveamatic

bossman3188 wrote:

i love pittsburgh

So do I (read the end of poem one again), but that doesn't mean it isn't intrinsically sad.

bossman3188

you did great work, very visual. if anyone has never been to the city i suggest you go. its beautiful, im about 45 min. away and thats not close enough

kdpjam

StoneG82 wrote:

I agree. pittsburgh sucks.

watch it now, my mom and dad, family, and grandparents were from there!!!

Ali

grooveamatic wrote:

I.

Is it strange that I am not inspired
by your thunderous hills,
your slow lakelike river,
your overcast, drowsy air?
Is it strange that I am unmoved
by your sad long tale
of molten rock (hardened steel)
of layoffs and picket lines
or suicides?
Is it above all odd
that I am always happiest here
among the din of your downtrodden
dead,
sucking your Industrial Hope
like Jello through a coffee stir?

II.

The white and brown houses
(little giftbox sized things)
are stacked on the hillside
like haphazard pancakes,
so close to each other
it seems from this distance
you could spit into
your neighbor's kitchen.
The trees
(bulbous barely green things)
are nuzzled densely among the homes,
like proud plant pubics.

The fog clouds slide slowly across it all
like television shadows
across a stroke-stricken face.

gud 2 c u groovee.
like the way you descibe the biggest suburb of philadelphia:)
I call it in my town,"edward scissorhand homes".:)

take care....

allison

grooveamatic

Ali wrote:

gud 2 c u groovee.
like the way you descibe the biggest suburb of philadelphia:)
I call it in my town,"edward scissorhand homes".:)

take care....

allison

Nice to see you, too, A

Ali

grooveamatic wrote:

Nice to see you, too, A

[insert music]"waitressing again,just making money,getting free food,
buying a sufrboard,let God get em alll....";)