I also noticed your 'discription', it's "dEscription"

hahahaha!

well thats no way to speak to a person ! lol

Lots and lots of typos. Otherwise, it's good. Last word 'skin' not 'ski'. Last line also, 'than' not 'then'. 'Describe' not 'discribe'.

i'd put a bet that he's already dead, but it's nice to see something that isn't some douche from overseas throwing stones at us, even if it's not great art.

YEEEE-HAW! now, poemranker is complete. go ahead kaolin, shut 'er down.

even piss drunk at 11am i was able to understand this...i am now debating whether or not that is brilliance on my behalf or yours. we'll just stick with yours. excellent. time for more beer.

I like the almost concrete verse when you discuss the cuve on the neck. A few typos though - 'breath' not 'breathe', 'discribe' not describe' - but these are merely cosmetic. Deeply sexy.

the stone is now cast. sorry. lazy today. had a late night. please, call me z.

oh my goodness. this sound JUST like MY gay boss too!

do women say, 'hitiing the pavement'? that sounds like a dad thing.

everything about this is very Chinese restaurant. because of this, i rike it.

i think diner when i read this

very odd, nice. can't remember the last time i had sex with a deer (or the devil), but it was HOT. there is something almost soothing about this, but it's creepy at the same time. not sure i've read anything like it.

yep.

this veers between strangely poetic and idiotically juvenile. i, personally, would like it if it went even further into juvenalia (sp), but that's me. oh, and could you make her younger in a rewrite? 15 is kind of old, don't you think?

Has this changed in any way? What have you done here?

It's always bad when the weather hurts. Hwat have you done to make the sky jealous?

i'm jealous of you too. that's why i pummelled you with pellets. but i bet you had to really scrub to wash them off. the rain just wouldn't have cut it. so, you probably won't be dignifying me with a reply...

ok, i know there's been lots of debate around here lately about this, but is this a goddamn haiku? if it is, then i'm more confused than that time i pulled that girl's pants down in the bathroom of the Black Oak and she had a little underdeveloped penis wriggling and winking its eye up at me. whew! i think if the sky is a she, then she has one of those wriggling winkers, too.