mmm. this seems far more grand and dramatic than your latest work. the beginning was full of many...creative ways to sum up over-big-ego-ness. i liked how you tied it in the "somewhere someone must know all this." and the ending was good.... it's just that - is this really your style? you know yourself better than i do, but this seemed to come from a different poet. no the less good, i'd say, but certainly shocking different shades of the same person. 
Points:
Time spent:
Canary word: Present
Possible AI signals:
Original Text:
Are you sure you want to delete this comment? This cannot be undone.
Mark this comment as a review? Points will be awarded to the poster.
Your comment was posted, but it wasn’t long enough to count as a review. Reviews need about four complete sentences (at least 250 characters). Try writing another review that explains your thoughts in more detail — the author will appreciate it, and you’ll earn points for it.
125,018 Literary Works • 672,857 Reviews
... Isn't this you already? heh....
You are already the worst type of Famous.
And soon will be named after the worst Cancer.
"Jesus would return
to ask me for an autograph
while allowing obsequiously
that my book trumped His own."
I laughed so hard. You're a bad-ass Brad, and you should know it. Haha
This poem is very clever. But it would be cleverer still if since it is in the first person the "Ego" were not so aware of his narcissism, because that sort of undercuts it. If you could somehow rework it so that the viewpoint remained free from the notion that he was overly egotistical, then the joke would hit all the harder. For no one goes around saying, "I'm pompous, and I have a right to be." Or maybe they do.
yeah, it definitely wasn't good enough to merit all of this. Maybe when edited. Not in its "if birds were to shit" state. No. Just...no.
IT was pretty good, Theres a few people out there who would see themselves in a different light if they read it
Wow. That's really deep man... Like, totally, deep. *tokes... waves hands in musical fashion.... eyes half closed*
Seriously, that is actually pretty powerfull. Can't find any critisism... Good in it's simplicity.
This was really funny. This is how i'd imagine stuck up people would think!
i like it but i think you could change it abit not much though
ooooooooooooooooh.
love the ending. It was...starting to get old, and the bird-shit thing just made me go, "um............"...but, of course, that's just weirdness and I can of course forgive that, because I celebrate weirdness in all my endeavors. But it was starting to get old...too many words for one thought. And then you change it and change everything and I go, "yus!" and I'm happy now, the end.
I think we all wish we could escape our voice, sometimes; mine feels so cold and impersonal, to me.
I understand what you mean, but you haven't said that they're shitting on youI liked it - maybe because I identify with the character, which isn't really a good thing, but there you are.
There are points where I feel you're a bit lacking in punctuation; now, I'm a punc nazi (har har, I know) but I didn't like the way the stanzas rushed sometimes. It's all about the fantasy of being important and in control: my feeling for this poem was that it wants to be laid back, self-assured and ultimately confident; not the hallmarks of a man rushing. Slow it down, is my advice.
Still, I'm very jealous, and it's a pleasure to read such work. My hat = off.
I LOVE YOU. And this piece. Is it possible to marry a piece? Yes? No? Hmm.
Anyway, this is hilarious! Really made my day. I love the entire thing! Your ending was fabulous, because after the imaginary grandeur this narrator is going through, it all comes down to a lonely, tragically normal existance.
Bravo.
Oh! This is soooo funny. I like the big obnoxious words and how you use them. And the birds shitting on you so they could touch your greatness... perfect!
The ending is really what makes it so good. It backtracks on itself and it makes you seem "meek." It sort of reminds me (forgive me of the reference!) Dr. Suess's work, "And to Think that I Saw It on Mulberry Street." So kudos for you there.
And I liked it. I wouldn't have figured you wrote it either, if this were a blind piece. Nice job!
All of the poetry I post up here is usually experimental. Si I'm reallyreallyreallyreally happy you thought it was a different writer. I've been trying for a long time to strengthen my meek voice as a poet, and this was the first piece I felt really did that for me.