love, and you gruesome mountain climb and rest

sounds like somebody's afraid. but afraid to fall or have the time of her life?

Bravo =)

thats frigtening. i may just have nightmares for a while now. but i liked the structure of the first poem

jesus christ.??

this sounds a bit hopeless. you know, the hopeless with no hope at all. no, no hope left. eat a pie and be happier

I like his plan ;) Nice

really good and in depth. i like it. :)

i like it, i can feel the actor's anticipation and excitement.

On this alone, I trip on boxfull,for some reason. Both hold their own. Wierdly enough, put both in the blender and puree, maybe.

My gosh, this is a memorable one, such pictures it plays into your mind, you relate to every word and hang on to the next.

what? no beak bending?

"Here's a secret, as the hourglass turns, you don't get any younger"you're kidding? nice secret, by the way you are really on a role now..here let me help you out.0 why? because you're metaphoric, and genuine.t

reading this poem makes me feel empty. or sad or something because everybody knows an enigma similar to the one you describe. an untouchable or something

I find this very relaxing. At least I know I'm not the only one counting tiles when on line at Taco Bell. Seriously...your perspective on things around is very unique. I wish you were my neighbor so we could drink beers and laugh about things around us.

i'm not sure whether to laugh or cry. clearly someone is in pain or torture but the glance back with a smile and nod is so detatched from emotion that...

looks like the character is accepting the failure instead of overcoming it. like the kid who had his lunch money stolen. scrawny and afraid. bruises. but where does he go? he goes in a locker because he does nothing about it

the last line is gripping. but do you prefer balance caused by chaos? (where was i going with that statement anyway?) but you shouldn't be so afraid to have people find things out about you. if you become to detatched then no one can hear you scream... (again, where was i going with that?)

it's good, it doesn't tell you straight out what's happening, but you get it when you think. i feel bad for the poor girl being raped in an elevator.

Look at me, the stupid turd lookie now, I shot your bird I know the answer to life We all know it isn't your wife Are you going to eat MY fish? Well ywer gonne Sindit agel qish Your cat is dead, let's all rejoice I ate it's head, spit out it's voice. ( :-) Some time later, Man-with-Pants!!) Signed, Dirty-room