Lots of cliches. Lots of them.

I said you were a good poet. Don't confuse that with you actually knowing what in the fuck you are talking about. You aren't that good friend by a long shot. Sorry, but fact.

blackholes have feelings too. oh, wait, no they don't.

Straight over my head.1.

you superstar under par jamie farr corca colar one night spent in zanzibar thats whut this generation needs. i fuckinsuck. hypercrit me. Iron maiden rocks the third world. here's ten cents for a new tent, sven.

~sigh~ young love and longing, the burning crush of simple incompleteness and a tender lust. and here I am in my cell unbreakable bands of spacetime to overcome in teaspoonfulls. here is a number from a hat.

barely... ...nice sentiment, though. THUS SPEAKS THE MAN FROM CANUCKISTAN

i love my love i love lie of i above eye olive live holly my lolly high loaded fried toaded mastered bloated plastered floated moated stoat future coated branches sticking to my sides aaaaaaan rusty chains pushing back us in painted t-shirts grass-stained, omnivorous lovers, whose fingers touching firstly and electrical like black adhesive tape, shiny and sticking blocking i can't breath now screaminnnng flailing for you but you left. long longggggggggleaf fleelleaf leaf feeelfeeelfeel feeel too much ooob bomym mbommyummeemow meemow cast me out you cast me out and i broke

magnificent. nnnome eeeeeeeeeeeee.ovm. manigtito jahoagme <= having some kind of breakdown, or just tired fingers? \\// //\\ marks the spot where I withered and i think my arm has crumblied and fingers plupped oh deeeee are SNAP! Grrrreat peice. piece. peice. police. peace. police. peace. POLICE! peace. please. peace. TEN

Are you really wanting to be that demanding at the end. I suspect not. But I've been wrong before.

Effective, could benefit from some punctuation. A comma after "my face" would add punch to the following line. 6.

Cold. I can smell the salt air when i read this. 9.

One problem here. I don't like you or your poem any more. Stuffy dot head shit.

Are you stupid? Do you hug serial killers too? Perhaps you should take a long look at the ying~yang symbol. THere is no good without something opposite for it to argue it's case to. This has to be the most ironically pointless poem on the planet. Congradulations.

I may lose my "cool", but I like this poem. Yes sir, I like it a bunch. wunderbar! oktoberfest! midnite madness!

download commencing in 5...4...3...2...1... ERROR...ERROR... oh well. what's on teevee, Stinkyfuzzpaws? mmmmlove.

It is pretty bad when you have to end you work with a quote from a song.

I tried to be nice but you let it go to your head. On further review. You fail! It moves like a snake, but it tastes like chicken. I should send horus over, but that would really make you look bad so. see you later. Dickk

Maybe, Someday, Saved by zero.

I rather like it as-is