baphomet
on Burn for Her by josiefiend
30 Oct 2003, 4:40 PM
G
good
but generic
still good.
you hav a thing with the word glossy.
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you also have a thing for bleeding and chests.
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It's a nice poem, but it leaves me wanting punctuation or breaks, something.
Decent idea presented in rather generic fashion.
"What good are my words on paper?" Toilet paper, maybe?
Hard hittin' street poetry if there ever was hard hittin' street poetry.
China is Reddish yellow.
It was so cute in those days when you were just poor little Ranger – the little brit popper that couldn’t.
I still think some of the imagery here is a bit arbitrary and when laid out in a literal sense, quite confusing.
This poem is to american poetry what farming is to terrorism.
Don't you read the New York Times? God is dead!
Suicide is no option. Think before you stink.
I feel so, so, sorry.
No, no, Levon- he's on his knees! He sucks!
sophisto-queer-isma!
If this was on one of those inspirational posters I'd hang it up
gay lonely twisted wizard/ figured it out eh?
its been a strange day J, many times I've had deep dreams of you and last nite was sure one more, we rode around throu green fleshy hills with endless tree smothered forests looking for scores among SUVs parked in dirt covered pull-offs each advertising their name and phone number (Mike 846-5673, Joseph 942-5478, Frank 543-6115), I have no idea, you still sub-made my conscience, and it is no surprise, ye of like mind,
closed eyed with sheen, ragged for sure wind blown, keep passing with go each time careful, palm out stretched flat 'n fat, here once does, careful skip and yes, yes 'n dead eyed, how's idaho