What do you get when you cross polar bears with a famous soft drink? Bipolar autistic brats with bad teeth and poor taste in advertising naturally.

"hold my heart"? You were obviously never in honors English or biology. when you think of a title, do you? By the way? "She lies for love She lies with him A lighted crack! Gone again. Lost in the corners Lost in the cracks Just a speck of dust On a marlboro pack" So bad, I have uncooked spaghetti noodles boiling water to end the absolute pointless existence to both them and having been a part of your dust speckled pack of smokes? Look out! He smokes! Granted Cockalboro lights, still it's smoke.

I often have to pinch myself to wake up from just how tired I am of hoping you're joking. Because, no one in there right mind could write about so much worthless shit, and then turn around and vote themselves to #1! If only you titled your poetry as bravely as you wrote them.

I've read color printed hand folded scientology brochures with more promise.

I have become convinced that the sole purpose of this poem is to deliberately confuse the reader so greatly that when he finally deciphers the claptrap within, he confuses his enormous relief that the ordeal is over with a sense of joy and beauty-appreciation. 10!!!1

Hope such fell ideas never occure 2 me again:o)

Your bickering has given me a heavy headache, tsk tsk seems 2 much sparetime at ya hands:o)

Call me wierd. I like it as is. It makes sense to me. It's just a request from a reader to a poet for some things. It works. But I don't like (dribble) . trickle , maybe. Dribble makes me think of infirm people.

liked the vowels thats hitting the screen & its git of things:o)

Started out great but it somehow became stale - wonder how:o(

The darn father..seen:o)

Is this luv or begging just dont know, most of all this feels wrong,but bub ill say its worth a 4 & no more:o(

Id call it a cowards act...But who cares...Luv the piece & a 10 wud glow fr this fr sure:o)

If ever there was a writ that captured the pen-poking-temple activities of us young pens, this is it.

didnt know that kissing poison is such fun & heaven i have not seen nor have i kissed it yet...Will try but in the intrim take my freaking 10 ok:o)

Alas this i cannot swallow:o)

gud greta, yada yada:o)

Hmm lets see:o)

I get the poem. I like the poem. I can see how the poem might easily be misunderstood. Try a ciquain, it will give you a few more lines to work with and still retain your universal truth/hauiku-like feel.

Nice work!