123 i just dont know:o)

My hand touched me crotch & it did something akin to the hair... Thats not love...but if u had said lust - maybe just maybe worth a 10 from me:o(

the idle gods has be woken & of ye a scornchild is cursed to birth... I luved its twists...nd liked the the build up:o)

my head's still chanting the lines like a western rerun...cheap n cool:o)

Hope the lord takes her in:o)

Amen...

This is better than before & 7X stronger with age:o)

This confuses me. I guess I am not 'like us' and am only like me. Communal feelings always perplex me. I give you my doubtful benefit that this piece says something.

Your wanker award alone catches a ten from this poeat.

Been there, 7. Once this Albanian chased me a mile down the center of the road with a knife. Cars were just driving by. Thank god for Coney Islands and the faithfull appetites of Coppers.

the idea is good, so too the end.

Legumes are scrumpscious all year long.

Cool first seven lines, but then just babble

thick things don't flow and where did the rose come from

Nope, I like most of your others though

a bit dull a baby devouring a disease inside his mother, a morbid violence, poetry!

four lines in I had no idea.

I sometimes walk up the highest peak of a mountain and throw myself off. Then I realise mountains are not usually shear faces and just roll down.

Nice turn

Are you trying to say something?