Sour Grapes

Sour Grapes

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

The orange light blinks
like a twitchy tweaker's
eyes and it should be
full of jealousy but its
not, and it creates a
scenarios rivaling the
angry, sour grapes
from Steinbeck's time.

Will this happen in real
time like it did in a
computerized environment?

If so, everybody would
die of laughter at how
pathetic they actually are.

© 2012 Kenneth The Poet


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Is this a reality check? Your writing hits buttons, makes readers think .. well, I try. Hmmm: 'If so, everybody would ~ die of laughter at how ~ pathetic they actually are.'

Posted 13 Years Ago


quite a reality check here............awesome writing Kenneth.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Always cool always real always intrigued...

Posted 13 Years Ago


grapes are awful things when they go sour...we can peel their skin off, just as if they were eyeballs, not grapes.....but inside the computer, everyone is peeled back to the core anyway and laughing at the futility of it all

Posted 13 Years Ago


Such a must, and well done piece of irony! I love it! Very good write!

Posted 13 Years Ago


buhaha killer write with a true sour feel.

Posted 14 Years Ago


out with a whimper, not a bang. yep.

so, don't bother peeling those suckers. Just crush 'em for the wine.

simple, direct, pointed. Can't writer better than that.

Posted 14 Years Ago


*nervous laugh*
Quite frankly, laughing at my pathos lessens their power over me, I can only hope I don't die of it.
You turned a unique muse into a strong, provocative poem.
I enjoy your free verse because it's unencumbered by rules, twisted, and delightful.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Shoot. I'm dying of laughter already.

Good stuff.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Kenneth The Poet
Kenneth The Poet

Bismarck, ND



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Kenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..