A poem about carpet squares

Today’s poem—or, more precisely, the poem I wrote on March 27, 2003—will test the old adage “write what you know,” as its subject matter is something with which we’re all perhaps too familiar: carpet squares.

I don’t believe the classrooms in my high school even had carpeting, so I’m not sure why this particular topic inspired me to write a poem in my high school creative writing class, but here we are: my poem about carpet squares, followed by some nonsensical paragraph that doesn’t seem to have anything to do with anything:

March 27, 2003: Poetry about carpet squares


My poietry About Carpet Squares
Four sides, not equal
Separated at birth…?
The death of their tortured existence
Sitting on their fat, lazy behinds
Encompassed in darkness, suffocating
Until they see the light
But never again can they be whole
For the cuts are more than just skin deep…
They’re CARPET deep
But you don’t care when you violate its personal space
Time to unnecessarily rhyme
And get all up in the carpet square’s face
Maybe some day it will get the respect it deserves
…but probably not, because that would just be stupid

Sherades is a fun game which we should play more often. However I also like poietry—not poetry, POIETRY. Now my writing size is enormouslicious due to copying other styles and forms of writing hugely to fill up pages upon pages of notes in their notebooks, regardless of what class it may or may not be!


  • “Encompassed in darkness, suffocating” is a bit dark for my normally happy-go-lucky writing in high school, but I do like the following part about the light (even if it is followed by some indication that they can never be whole again)
  • “They’re CARPET deep” is the best line of poetry you’ve read this week, and if you disagree then you’re lying
  • “Time to unnecessarily rhyme” is also genius… please email me if you’d like me to give me money to write more things that are genius (I’m not joking)
  • I have LITERALLY no idea what the charades bit is about, and I’m somewhat appalled at High School Me’s idea of how the word “charades” is spelled, but as I write this post, a Google search for the word “enormouslicious” yields zero results, so I was basically the most ingenious high school student to ever live and you should be like really impressed

I dunno, man. Sometimes I feel like I have to write a lot about something when I post an analysis, but other times I think the work speaks for itself. Does this poem totally suck? No, if you ask me (which you did implicitly when you started reading something I wrote). The poem is smart, tells a story, has some vague ambiguities (the hallmark of all poetry), and even rhymed at one point, which it even pointed out when it did. And if that’s not high art, then you’re not smoking enough weed, know what I’m sayin’? THAT WAS A MARIJUANA JOKE

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About Cody Gough

Cody Gough hosts and produces the award-winning Curiosity Daily, named Best Science Podcast at the 13th Annual Podcast Awards, for Curiosity.com. He also works as fill-in host and producer at WGN Radio in Chicago. As an established radio veteran, Cody has been with WGN Radio since 2008, and have worked on the WGN Plus podcast network as host and producer of the Game/Life Balance U.S. podcast (formerly Unqualified Gamers). In addition to his broadcast experience, Cody has written for Curiosity.com, the GonnaGeek Network, and HuffPost.

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