Oh dear its going to be messy if the cohorts turn up. Don't say i didn't warn you. They've taken all my pride, stripped me naked and whipped me with cruel words, but i like a good tongue lashing so i stayed.

No Jo, you could not possible be a cohort, or are you a l33t speaking urban masiff. I was refering to the usual suspects many of whom would jump at the chance - cohort implies a group mister 90. Disconnected again damn you mercury

I met your gurlfriend. She's purty. You're kinda purty too. Could you pick that up for me an count to nine. Thank you! How's that feel. Nice an wide huh. Yeah I gets that alot. 0/10.

And Bachus falls in love once again. Songstar you sure have a way with words gurl. Why dontcha stand up for daddy and do a little twirl. If I had my way you'd be the new spice girl

I've got many problems why do you feel the need to add to them. Not very charitable is it, I know you don't take advise, but do you give it? Why do you make my computer screen like the view from an abattoir window?

Yes...clearly 'cohort' implies a group somewhere. But why does that mean that -=Dark_Angel=- couldn't be a cohort? Is -=Dark_Angel=- not part of a group? Does he not bleed? Where is your sense of compassion, man? Your sense of humility?! I swear to God, as soon as I get out of here I'm setting up a little shop, selling Shoe-hornes for all who require aid in dressing.

what in the hell is your problem defouling my poem? i said i dont take advise because i dont want idiotic suggestions from people like you. its my poetry and it came from my heart and your foul words are ruining it. so take your happy ass back to the little hole you call a home and curl up and die for all i fuckin care. i love this poem, it's about the love of my life and if I am in any way adding to your problems by writing a poem to my boyfriend you can kiss my ass and get over it. Obviously there is something wrong with you for my poems to effect you in this negative way. but hell take it the way you wish. love you. Jade

Are you implying that -=Dark_Angel=- is a 'cohort', and moreover that he would criticise such a beautiful, sensual poeme such as this? On the contrary, Sir! This poeme is splendid indeede! I will give a line by line account of why I strongly believe that this is the finest love poeme ever written. Uh-um. Line 1: Bitter love and separation. The two crucial elements to a love poem with any dramatic and emotional tension. 2. Tentative release and the beginning of acceptance and healing. This is the next step, and allows the reader a small sandbar of hope after the crushing wave of sorrow in line 1. Line 3: The writer tries to rationalise the tersity of the breakup, even though he/she wishes it would go on for longer deep in his/her heart. Line 4: Further rationalisation, using a beautiful metaphor - string, heartstrings - I do believe this is my favourite love poem metaphor. A true classic. Line 5: Oh fuck it I can't be arsed. This is the most awful load of complete arse-cake I've ever read. You dunce, Songstar. This is terrible. It's so cliched Skeletor could shake his fist at it and curse and it wouldn't even blink. It's pointless, obvious, generic, meaningless, dull, badly written, frustrating, ill-thought-out, self-indulgent and, above all, it's exactly the sort of poeme that I'd expect someone who's had the most generic breakup ever to write. I'm going to stop commenting now for fear that I say something I will regret.

fun with shapes!!! fun with shapes!!! it's not meant to be serious, except maybe to seriously stir things up. shape poems remind me of making paperchains with construction paper--just don't eat too much paste. so, it's a silly shape, with a little naughtiness thrown in for good measure. it's been a while, so a body gets to thinking...musical instruments notwithstanding. man, i'm almost sorry i started this. almost. all in good fun, lads. and i hardly consider myself a 'mature poet'. by the variety of stuff i am posting here one might postulate that i am experimenting. you see, when you are a -=Dark_ master, you don't have to stick to form; you can break it to make your point. and what a fine upright point has been made there. nice and thick. i'm sure p&k is all-over jealous: a triangle, and now a violin for me, and, for the master, a sturdy flesh obelisk. "ce n'est pas une pipe." go team!

Doylum, you ruined her priceless Ming poeme! Naughty! Just because she posted it on Poemeranker doesn't mean she wants any feedback! How could you! You callous, insensitive MAN!

I just re-read my poeme and realised it could easily be interpreted as mocking you/your poeme. It wasn't meant that way. It was meant to be only self-referential. I thought this poeme was qvite good, and cello-shaped. O Jesu what have I done...

This bug broke my windshield wipers. I hope it's love honey. Cuz I'm gonna have to tooth-pick an eye, and tie a five pound weight to the end of my cock, and swing in front of mother. To erase. To forget. Mother's calling. I'm so embare-assed. I love you too! I LOVE YOU !TOO!

no, i think it was Frass who referred to the "the 'mature' poets and phlegm hockers" , and i figured he was drawing a line between us. i don't recall any phlegm poems from you, (which seems a shame), although he has praised what i have posted on the site. (he even called 'white harvest' dickensian, of which you surely were aware when you titled your 'piece.') glad i have fans. that's not why i do it. the mishapen business--the way you trailed it off at the end... i did not think you were mocking me; i thought you were tongue-in-cheeking the form.

I wasn't implying that you are a 'mature poet'. I was being ironic in suggesting that 'Dickensian' was mature, when, in fact, it clearly is not mature. And what's all this about 'breaking it up'? I've got the odd extra space here and there to make things fit, and there's a natural gap at the bottom where the testicles live, but surely that's all fine and dandy?

I go to 7-Eleven for dinner too. Cohort.

show me your horn and i will us it. I know, I know, but i'm juvenile i can't help it

If you don't know what l33t means then you definitely aren't l33t. I am though.

I'm sorry, no really, i'm really really sorry, i just don't know what came over me. please accept my most sincere apologes

I know i'm tiresome, and your bored with me now so i shall pester only a little longer... but what the fuck is l33t. Oh yeah like jo said the poems awesome man

Do you hear that, Scooby? Bachus is mocking us! I think Jesu will have something to say about that...