I lived your story throught your words. Laughing, loving, and crying.. Gosh I still can't believe cereals moved me so much ! Thank you. It's truly beautiful, the descriptions, the random ideas it's from now one of my favorite poem. I am more of a french poete reader so I don't have the knowleadge to give you the review you deserve. But I can tell you that there's just enough Rimbaud in you poem for any reading to grasp the meaning ..You are amazing !

absolutely beautiful. i love it.

Lovely comparisons. So reminiscent of childhood, and of relationships at the same time.

this deserves so much more attention. i love it i love it i love it. amazing job.

I love how something so short can tell a story. I really felt everything you described, which was so great since that's hard to do. Going on my favorites. :)

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Beauitiful. Taking and describing a relationship from cereal. I really love it. There was a kind of elegance in how modern it was. there was no pretension or attempt to make it sound mysterious and timeless. You true to now and it was great. I hope that made sense. I guess the point I am trying to get across is that I really liked it, I thought it was brilliantly thought out and beuatifully written, and it made me smile.

Truly,

Twyla

I loved it.

It sort of gave off its own mundane waves of perfection.

Part IV... Those two little brackets made so much of a difference. I think that was what gave the poem a sort of crystal edge. I don't know how to describe it so I'm resorting to Robert Frost references but, seriously, it was beautiful.

Thanks.

awesome.:D

Goodness, I can't begin to tell you how I love this poem. There's something very mundane about it, but it ascends to lyrically perfect with such verses as "global warming versus human combustion" or "when communication needed words" and the anaphora on part I. Just the way I like poems, perfect flow. Hope that made any sense!

I will most definitely be voting for this poem for the SKoW awards. Keep up the great work!

First off: Favorites!

And for the review: I .loved this. Especially the first two parts. They were nicely human and kind of strange in that really likable and honest way. You made brand names your own instead of advertising. AND you spun them into a lovers language that was still understandable and translated. That's what makes this exceptional.

I want to tell you all the lines and parts I specifically loved, but it would be most of the poem so I think that might be excessive. I will tell you that I knew I was going to like this poem as I read the first three lines and I knew I loved it when I read the fourth ("sugar rush sex").

And good god I love how you bothered to think about what you were saying! That's something I dislike about most FP "poetry." I mean: "(global warming versus human combustion)." That was exceptional. Now I could go on and on, but I'm really impatient to read more of your poetry. So I'm going to go do that. But thank you for sharing this poem. It was wonderful.

so beautifully sweet and sad at the same time.

this is exceptional! i admire your obvious talent. there's not much i can say, because it's wonderful. i mean... cereal? you have an amazing imagination and unique way of wording things. i thoroughly enjoyed this, and got some wonderful images out of it. thanks :)

The fact that you possess the capacity to entwine different cereal brands and their nuances into a love poem - let alone pull it off with eclat- speaks volumes about your talent. :) Though I was skeptical at first when I glanced at the title and summary - really, it's almost impossible to read or speak the words "cap 'n crunch" without raising one's eyebrows - you managed both to retain your credibility and produce a genuinely clever spoof. Adieu, Kat

That was a very original analogy you used with the cereal. There's a few lines of this that make me feel like crying for/with her:

"with me standing in a puddle

of milk and bottled tears

as the intercom screams

cleanup in aisle seven."

And there's so much truth in the last line. Take care.