my friend sent this to me and sparked many a discussion

[ho_ho_mama]

i was talking to a moth

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[eye_knead_name]

I think that I'm the man...

...though for some reason, I find myself wishing I could be the moth...

[ho_ho_mama]

i feel the exact same way.

[ragonesi]

I'll be the light bulb.

[ho_ho_mama]

the point of the story is to find out how you look at life/love. if you are the man, you are cautious and hesitant to open yourself up to love, because you are afraid to get hurt, yet if you are the moth, you love deeply and passionately without much care for what the future holds. meaning: moth=dies/gets hurt, man=lives. BUT moth="hey! i found true beauty!", wheareas man="i live a steady, consistant life!"
now that you know the theme of the poem, im sure you will realize that your comment makes no sense at all.

meaning, the role is perfect for you!

[ragonesi]

You guys took the moth and MAN! The light bulb is badass anyway. The moth tried to fry itself on the lightbulb But the lightbulb stood firm and said NO SIREE BOB. That's right, unlike the cigar lighter, the bulb stood its ground. Nobody even cared about the lightbulb.
Support the bulb dammit...suport the bulb.
~sincerely james
ps- i really wish mr. smith would accept my analysis of poems...

[ho_ho_mama]

your analysis has nothing to do with the theme. its completely irrevevant! :-P