cherry on top of a well iced cake.. wheres the meat? heh. 8.

And to think... I thought you were talentless?

pooky

Hmmm. This truly is wanking to Buk. I like him, too. But, on a poetry website you might want to wank to "Dangling in the Tournefortia" instead of "South Of No North" Fun prose, though.

Pardon my ignorance but, what the hell does "I flatter z" mean? Aside from that it speaks to me.

Shit, this really is about SHIT. All the stool! Maybe a good enema may help you out, a cleaning of this stupid ass might be a good thing. Stuff the hose down your throat, eventually it will reach that anal opening of yours. <YOUR JUST LIKE MY MOTHER, TALK IS CHEAP, CHEAP! (YOU'RE?) WHORE.> Dear old mom did a great job. READ MY LIPS, you're writing, for lack of a better word really does suck, almost as badly as your guitar playing. That slicked back hair, like Slick Willy, must be from all those wet farts, smeared into the scalp. Get a life, read some REAL books. Turn that 8mm camera off, and maybe choke your chicken in front of the Playboy chanel. But please enough of the fucking nonsense.

verboten.. forbidden love.. ah.. cool, i learned a new word. Nice poem, welcome to ranker ville. blessed with nine.

Let me tell you, when your super dreamin a girlfriend, thats the sign that youve gone too far and need a super large dose of reality.. ;) go out get some pussy.

prose, poetry, i dont give a shit what this is, i fucking LOVED it... beautiful.. ahh. ill stare at this a little while longer.. oh yeah, 10, you deserv it old man river

cloths or clothes? take your pick. dont worry, i make a million spelling mistakes in a day. well done, i enjoyed reading it. 8

Righto! go check out horus8 at garageband.com to read the reviews on our songs mate. I have to go to a wedding, see you later.

Maybe just "Dynomite fishermen wanted" as if in a classified ad. Also, immolation to me implies "sacred". I love the ending with the plum instead of an apple. A good thinking work here. I'll vote later when my thought is complete.

Great. A little on the prosey side with your grammatical, complete sentences (not that I can talk).

Sir, your new glasses obviously have confused a raisen for your divinity complex-ion.

I've always found it fun to birth new words. Especially when nobody else knows the meaning.

"This crazy dance holds all The flavor of bananas." I like this line, but think you should come up with a more specific adjective than "crazy" before dance.

Good job, I like the way the shift from happiness to doom seems so quick, like in real life marriages. I don't think "knell" works there as knell is a kind of sound more than something you can ring. Saying smile and smiling two lines in a row was a little too close together.

Yeah! You left out an apostrophe in "mother earth's womb."

Wow, what metaphors.

What similes, as well. this is fun. I wouln't hold "crazy" against you for this, as it sounds appropriately neanderthal.