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verballocket-blog

help i cant stop

aymmgreen

they might as well just confirm polytrix 🙂‍↔️🫶🏽

princington

isayaw mo ako

sharp-tender-shock-deactivated2

This is a comment someone appended to a photo of two men apparently having sex in a very fancy room, but it’s also kind of an amazing two-line poem? “His Wife has filled his house with chintz” is a really elegant and beautiful counterbalancing of h, f, and s sounds, and “chintz” is a perfect word choice here—sonically pleasing and good at evoking nouveau riche tackiness. And then “to keep it real I fuck him on the floor” collapses that whole mood with short percussive sounds—but it’s still a perfect iambic pentameter line, robust and a lovely obscene contrast with the chintz in the first line. Well done, tumblr user jjbang8

headspace-hotel

I hate that my aesthetic sense agrees with this but everything you just said was correct

headspace-hotel

I went back to dig up this post because I was thinking about poetry.

This is one of those non-poem things that are among my favorite poems.

As the OP stated, the use of alliterative consonants is aesthetically just great, especially the placement of the strongest use at the end: “fuck him on the floor.” The use of “chintz” is indeed great word choice.

Because I’m insane, decided to scan the poem:

Not only is the second sentence, indeed, perfect iambic pentameter, the entire poem is perfectly metered, though the first sentence has four iambs rather than five.

There are further things I love about this poem, though: I like the casual connotations of “keep it real” juxtaposed with “chintz.” It causes me to interpret the “chintz” more strongly as meaning something fake, a facade. There is also of course the coarseness of “fuck,” which is a contrast with “chintz” but a different kind of contrast, gutsy and carnal where “chintz” is flimsy and inanimate.

And then there is the storytelling: there is SO MUCH storytelling in just these two lines. To break it down: The speaker is having sex with a married man, in the house he shares with his wife, which is “filled with chintz”—something that here connotes fakeness, in contrast with “keep it real.”

The illicit encounter in the poem takes place within a house filled with facade, the flimsy construction of the wife’s marriage and domestic sphere, but the encounter itself is a taste of something “real.” That’s a story, and it’s just two lines.

This is EIGHTEEN SYLLABLES, y’all. The amount of meaning condensed into these eighteen syllables is stunning, and it is so elegantly done.

From a technical standpoint (and ive taken 300- and 400-level poetry classes so I can say this) this is damn near flawless as a poem.

agent-octopus

Kept thinking about this ever since I saw it and had to do something

headspace-hotel

there's art now

jetlaggingbehind

questions-within-questions

Ah dang to go further; the floor is framed as a refuge. As if there is literally no other space in this house that hasn't been populated by his wife with flimsy inanimate fakery. There is no space for this man in this house save for the floor. There is no space for him on the sofa, oon the counter tops, and most notably, no space for him in the marital bed.

normal-horoscopes

I’d also like to point out the use of the word “has.” The wife has filled the house with chintz. She isn’t filling the house with chintz. She doesn’t fill the house with chintz. She has filled the house with chintz. Use of the past-tense makes the wife a subtly removed element in the story, someone whose presence we see in the environment, but who is blissfully distant during the actors throes of passion. There is an element of physical as well as emotional separation from the wife that is catalyzed by being fucked on the floor. Use of the past tense is an end to the wife presence in the actors life, a carnal catharsis amid cold fragility and emotional distance.

stargazing-enby

This is my new favourite post in the world

astronomical-bagel

everyone cheer for the one (1) time tumblr had reading comprehension

trekkiesagainstchastity

And, predictably, it's because it was about gay sex

greatestlittlegiant

always thinking of that “i couldn’t stop wasting time” quote

greatestlittlegiant

song of the summer!!

fudamnshi

”time heals all wounds” WRONG. it merely allows for infection.. it is Too late for me

fruitviking

Can we stop with the character development. Where's my beach episode.

exxos-von-steamboldt

delicatefury

I just googled this and… yes, it’s absolutely real.

And there are so many articles and videos and discussions. Like, the scientific community is buzzing about this.

So much research will have to be redone because the data was absolutely compromised, off by orders of magnitude, by using standard lab gloves.

The world is probably not horrifically contaminated by microplastics. Sterile laboratories, however, are contaminated by latex and nitrile gloves.

Thank God someone bothered to check.

beardedmrbean

>I just googled this and… yes, it’s absolutely real.

Sources beyond dude just trust me, for the skeptics.

Scientists may have been unknowingly inflating microplastics pollution estimates, and the surprising source could be their own lab gloves. A

https://www.technologynetworks.com/applied-sciences/news/scientists-lab-gloves-may-be-causing-an-overestimation-of-microplastics-411138

Nitrile and latex gloves that scientists wear while they are measuring microplastics may lead to a potential overestimation of the tiny poll

Nitrile and latex gloves may cause overestimation of microplastics - Phys.org (it’s a pdf)

Researchers discovered a standard piece of lab equipment has added thousands of microplastic ‘false positives’ per each square-millimeter un

Ordinary Lab Gloves May Have Skewed Microplastic Data: That doesn’t mean microplastics aren’t a problem, though

That should be enough

thorneduprose

So you’re telling me that the world might not be going infertile??? What the absolute hell. People have been joking about this being the real cause for YEARS!

princington

mon étoile

#ohhh my #my heart #ohhh ow #finders keepers au #rumi kpdh #miyeong kpdh

natyugho

kidtrix

bobby: hey I’m here for the babysitting gig

celine: listen to me and listen closely. at exactly 4:15PM, zoey will ask “what time is it” and it’s important that you respond “it’s clobberin time.” okay?

bobby: oh yeah sure

celine: rumi needs her hourly running time. just let her loose in the back. don’t even watch her, yknow, just do it

bobby: mmhmm

celine: mira needs her pedialyte

rumiras

kkonyo-o

It is by nature’s perfect design that this appeared under this post

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#kpdh #kpdh miyeong #kpdh rumi

mooniewavess

If Christina Koch went to the moon, I can do this assigment, I can make that phone call, I can try snowboarding for the first time, I can finish this reaserch paper, I can study for that exam, I can get out of bed with a little more wonder. If she could go to the moon, I can do anything.

lelitachay

What if after the new Honmoon is created, the girls start researching more about previous hunters and the previous Honmoon. They hope to understand better how the previous one worked, and thus understand how new generations are chosen. It's still a long way until a new generation will be needed, but they don't want to miss any signs the new Honmoon sends them.

It's through this research that they learn Celine has been lying about something else... the Honmoon has never chosen its hunters. It's always been the previous generations.

Apparently, a lot of people are born with an affinity to the Honmoon, but it's only through specialized training that these people can become hunters. So, at the end of the day, it's the previous generation who really chooses who to train. They select the hunters based on their talent, commitment, or whatever they think it's best for the new trio.

Zoey and Mira are surprised to learn about this, but they don't think too much of it at first. It's Rumi who's having a hard time accepting it.

"It can't be."

"Every book and scroll says the same thing," Zoey reminds her.

"No. There must be something else. The Honmoon has to be the one making the final choice."

"Rumi, we've gone over this already. The Honmoon reacts to certain voices, but it's not set in stone. Hunters choose hunters. Why is it so hard to believe?"

"Because that would mean Celine chose me."

"You're popstar royalty, what did you expect?" Mira asks with a laugh.

"Celine chose a half-demon..."

And that's when they understand why this is suddenly so important. Celine built Huntr/x around Rumi not because she was chosen first —like she said— but to make sure Rumi was a hunter despite her being half-demon. It didn't matter if there were other choices. She needed Rumi to be a hunter. She needed Rumi to be safe: Safe from Gwi-ma, safe from other hunters.

Rumi has always been thankful the Honmoon chose her. Thankful she had an opportunity to prove her worth despite her heritage. Thankful she got to meet Zoey and Mira, who are clearly her soulmates. But it was Celine all along. Celine gave her the chance to prove her worth. The one who saw two other girls and thought they would be a good match for her. The same Celine she accused of not loving her. Not seeing her. Not trusting her.