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Re: "Threenager" by nypoet22 SupremeDreamer 127.0.0.1 25-Apr-21/3:03 AM
69 gone wrong?
Re: nothing to say by nentwined SupremeDreamer 127.0.0.1 25-Apr-21/3:05 AM
the title sucks.
Re: Starting Over by impert&ent SupremeDreamer 127.0.0.1 25-Apr-21/3:10 AM
Why do you even mention children? For more sympathy? STFU. btw, don't anonymously hate you fucking cunt rag. Sign your name on it. Bitch.
Re: Game Over by nentwined SupremeDreamer 127.0.0.1 25-Apr-21/3:12 AM
I say take out the first stanza.
Re: Bats by Dovina SupremeDreamer 127.0.0.1 25-Apr-21/3:20 AM
Birds eating bats... interesting notion. Your political slant is rather noticeable.
Re: Bats by Dovina SupremeDreamer 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 25-Apr-21/3:20 AM
Birds eating bats... interesting notion. Your political slant is rather noticeable.
Re: Waking Up by Edna Sweetlove SupremeDreamer 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 25-Apr-21/3:22 AM
"done up both her holes"? nice... except the context is fucked. Unlike you.
Re: Waking Up by Edna Sweetlove SupremeDreamer 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 25-Apr-21/3:27 AM
conny lingers 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 10 March 10, 2021 9:17 AM PST Anonymous 127.0.0.1 10 February 11, 2021 11:00 AM PST Engelbert Humpalot 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 10 February 3, 2021 7:30 AM PST Anonymous 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 10 January 14, 2021 10:19 AM PST YOU ARE A SAD EXCUSE FOR A POET!
Re: False Memory by nentwined Dovina 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 23-Jun-21/12:03 PM
You call it "false memory" and I hope it is. Otherwise it's a morbid, but uniquely phrased, look back. Perhaps a mind like mine; it can go either way.
Re: Bats by Dovina impert&ent 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 21-Jul-21/9:56 AM
Shear numbers; they're in for a haircut, a scalping. Shearing flight, slicing the air. Shearing numbers: as immortalised by Kerouac. And as always he leaned his blind head on his pale hand, all ears opened like the ears of an elephant, listening to the American sounds and mastering them for his own English summer's-night use. Then they urged him to get up and play. He did. He played innumerable choruses with amazing chords that mounted higher and higher till the sweat splashed all over the piano and everybody listened in awe and fright. They led him off the stand after an hour. He went back to his dark corner, old God Shearing, and the boys said, 'There ain't nothin left after that. https://www.muziekweb.nl/en/Link/U00001105001/POPULAR/November-in-the-snow
Re: SHIT WORSHIP by Big Cock Charlie rabbi sammy schtupp 127.0.0.1 24-Aug-21/9:04 AM
OY VAY! This is the most horrible thing I have ever read already! I love it.
Re: Colin's thoughts by colin douglas's arse rabbi sammy schtupp 127.0.0.1 24-Aug-21/9:05 AM
Not very kosher!
Re: Don't touch the chairs in a gay bar. by Stephen Robins rabbi sammy schtupp 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 24-Aug-21/9:06 AM
Very witty
Re: the perils of internet dating by conny lingers rabbi sammy schtupp 127.0.0.1 24-Aug-21/9:09 AM
Oy vay!
Re: Ginger Cascade by impert&ent impert&ent 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 4-Oct-21/4:05 PM
This is the first of the five. Nothing else has been written yet.
Re: Care-Home by pete Dovina 127.0.0.1 4-Feb-22/3:22 PM
A good tribute and also honest She was good at perspective and shading and stuff She was good with colour, but it wasn’t enough She must have been a good wife
Re: A Song Of Waking by PsydewaysTears Dovina 127.0.0.1 3-Jun-22/12:33 PM
The birds, the birds, what finer form of life!
Re: a handful of almonds by Bill Z Bub Dovina 127.0.0.1 3-Jun-22/12:37 PM
"the sweeping scythe of time" "surrounded by the blanket of your hair"
Re: a handful of almonds by Bill Z Bub PsydewaysTears 0:0:0:0:0:0:0:1 15-Jun-22/11:47 PM
Ironically, if I'm sad enough my clouds seem silver-lined. They, too, fall... clouds. They just don't matter as clouds, regardless of drop-rate, once they do.
Re: The Smoke That Follows by PsydewaysTears Dovina 127.0.0.1 19-Jun-22/1:07 PM
"after withering to the floor, consider that you once stood." It's a call to come back, I think. I like the middles and the edges, wanting her to see the "why," to keep sorting the middles.


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