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Friday Night from Hell

Text: Friday Night from Hell

from GB, 15.03.09

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Swigging a liquid audacity.
Sniffing a powder keg capacity.
Smoking a crystalline steely shell.
Friday night from hell.

Lunging at the passers-by.
Leering and eager to terrify.
Laughing, jeering, trying to repel.
Friday night from hell.

Engorged with testosterone.
Reeking with cheap and nasty colognes.
Grappling a defiant bombshell.
Friday night from hell.

Charging with the wired bulls.
Catching a piercing fistful.
Clashing of the stainless steel arsenal
Friday night from hell.

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    05.09.09 — GB

    Just listened to Friday

    Just listened to Friday Night from Hell on the City Nights broadcast - Gretchen is a genius!

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    02.06.09 — Betty

    Hi GB, Have just finished

    Hi GB,
    Have just finished reading Friday Night From Hell and just want to read it again. The rhythm created a momentum that propelled me through the poem and further reinforced the message. Well done.
    Cheers
    Betty

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    18.04.09 — abilyrical

    hi GB, this packs a punch

    hi GB,

    this packs a punch or three. literally.

    i agree with both gretchen and claudia's comments. i love the energy, find your language confrontational and aggressive as suits the subject matter... rhythmic and raw... and real.

    a kind of city that i do not miss... but a very real city night. good one.

    abilyrical

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    02.04.09 — GB

    Thanks for the feedback,

    Thanks for the feedback, Claudia. It wasn't until a while after I finished the poem that I noticed all the references to weapons!

    GB

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    02.04.09 — Claudia Taranto

    Hey GB I liked this a lot.

    Hey GB I liked this a lot. All those weapons work so well - it's scarey but very real.

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    27.03.09 — GB

    Thanks Gretchen. You might

    Thanks Gretchen. You might be right - it could be George Street Sydney, but you can take your pick of places - malls and main streets across Australia on a Friday night. Agree about the 'distilling of experience' stuff - that is why I love poetry - it can say more in a few lines than a hundred conversations.

    GB

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    16.03.09 — Gretchen Miller

    you're talking about George

    you're talking about George Street, Sydney, right?
    I like the energy and the defiance somehow of this piece - not celebrating it but still capturing the pumped up essence of your subject. (love the defiant bombshell and the multiple implications of that phrase!)
    Interesting that city nights is attracting a lot of poetry... I wonder why? Something about the distilling of experience, that hyperreal sense of what's around you at night that poetry can grab and fling at its readers...
    thanks!

    Gretchen

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