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Say Anything
about Westside Story
and their similarities to
Romeo and Juliet
and we find that

Americas Sweethearts
Love Actually

when potholes are placed
in our paths

by the Montagues
the Capulets
and the Sylvia Plaths
Maybe I love this Iraqi girl

and it's forbidden
by the Capitalists
and the Baathists
Or I love this African American girl
and it's forbidden
by the Methodist Episcopals
and the Southern Baptists

Or that Buddhist chick
tells us "what's love got to do with it"
but I love you more

now that society has screwed with it
I just want to see
What  Dreams May Come
and If you’ll love me like its the last time
as I spit this rhythmically over drums
John and Paul Said
money Can’t Buy Me Love
and Patrick Dempsey
is Enchanted by

Meredith Grey’s Anatomy
but she’s got daddy issues

and she won’t swim back
after he has a moment but loses
George loses both when he chooses
so poems have fallen

its crime now when Jack comes calling 
with his artistic nudes
the dudes get more metro
Juliet has an attitude
I wish this fairy tale was retro
if you really love something you let go?


  1. This is great, I can hear your voice.

  2. What a mix of current culture and Romeo and Julliet. A great job of wordsmithing

  3. ha. fun play tonight with some celebs and movie/tv hold it while you got it but be ready to let it go so it will come back to wonder love can be so confusing...ha

  4. You have woven a fine tapestry of silver threads with golden needles to prick the consciousness of the king! Enjoyed your writing tremendously! Cheers! ☺

  5. "Or that Buddhist chick
    tells us whats love got to do with it"

    Awesome. Would love to hear this one read aloud. Excellent work! :D

  6. I really like the mixture of past and present in this piece. The Love of earlier times was amazing we as society have let its meaning slip away. I also really like the fact that because society doesn't want to accept it makes you want to fight for it even more! Another Good One Theron!

  7. Yes it can cause you to Die Hard
    And be a Lethal Weapon in you yard
    But Serendipity could come your way
    Although you might get it at Porky's the next day
    Major League is the heights you want
    Or since White Men Can't Jump you could taunt
    Of course too much and a Beverly Hills Cop could hunt you down
    They could also draw First Blood making you frown
    Definitley, Maybe you could remain
    Unless like The Dream Team you are insane
    Ok before I go on forever
    Just want to say your write it quite clever

  8. Love so many of the movies you mentioned. There's nothing new under the sun...we're all just trying to create our own expressions the same feeling...


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