Great idea! If you'd like we can strike a bargain. I'll write and you can be the porn-broker! We'll share the profits 50/50.

This is very appealing and witty. I like it!

Yuck.

Well, maybe it is my mood. It's a hot day over here today and it tends to overheat me a little... But alas, just going home tonight.

Thank you dear, I shall fix it right now. Please re-vote. See how the adjectives you use apply to people as well? That's what this poem is about.

I know that accrue and abhor do not really go into the sentences I used them in but I guess it's just symbolic to me. I'm working on a way to make them show what I mean. :-)

What I mean is that, according to the 'Best' page, three of your poemes have the highest average scores of all the poemes on the site. Whereas, according to the 'Worst' section, three of mine have the lowest scores. We seem to be complementary beings. Like those things in the Dark Crystal. You are the King of putting words together in orders which stimulate the special and beautiful sensors of most of the predictable knaves who read this site. I am the King of putting words together in orders which stimulate the naughty and morally outrageous sensors in those same predictable knaves. While I may think that your poemes are 'well-written' and 'quite good', we clearly exist in fundamental opposition to one another. And therefore one of us must be destroyed by the other.

hey Zz I've done a little work on it. tell me if the first line now makes a little more sense. As for the second, it is meant to be and oxymoron relating to quantity. I'm still working on it. :)

I liked it, I think a little was lost by using acoss and cross-wise, a little messy. Not sure about the transfixion either -still enjoyed the imagery

what a nightmare that dream must have been. yes, i think to dream of being able to tell is a good way to end the poem. the way the words twist on the page, the violation i felt for her in the reading of it--trust betrayed, faith evaporated, anger at god... you tell it well, now. i am so sorry you had the experience that inspired it.

But if one were destroyed who would fill the vacuum. Filth must always exist, for then where would we find cleanliness.

Why thank you Anais Nin!

Yeah well,it happens to alot more people then anyone realizes. You'd be suprised. It's ok though, life is not for the weak. I had my share of tradgedies, but so have you I'm sure. I'm very happy with the reception this poem has received. It's one of the most honest poems I've written. Hardly any editing it just came out after all those years.

Made me feel good

okay, are you experienceing a taste you don't like? it's still awkward. 'abhors' is a great word, but it doesn't work well here. i still don't get the sense of the second line. i think you might want a comma: 'i hid, a hermit in...' also, one weaves ON or AT a loom; i don't know--are you just trying to say that you're shutting yourself away?

"renew my address" is a good line. The rest is too cliche.

No haiku.

katie, bitterness doesn't become you. glad you got it out, but wish you had done something with it.

Well, you can always masturbate. You can us this scenario as your fantasy.

Well this is erotic but the salted tongue thing is too comical.