I tried to give someone my sprawl once but they just flew upset and started shouting. And as I dangled there uselessly from the secret hole I'd made in the ceiling, my naked body sprawled and vulnerable, clumsily suspended above the mattress like some sort of filthy arachnid, I thought to myself "O Jesu what have I done..."

I think the world would be a better place if people were kind instead of unkind. What do you think?

Ending 1897 in the Southern Bumisphere (Free verse) by -=Dark_Angel=- It came and went away, but I'll always remember that time I broke wind musical gays plunder the bum inspired by its brownful tunes. In the violent aftermath of forgotten dreams, now lost in the dark stench of human frailty and massively fermented scotch egglingtons, once again I find solitude as peasants flee vomitting, smothering their gnarled faces with napkins folded in upon themselves. There's a promise gave, which is given to the quiet self, to replace my underpants as soon as possible.

hopefully you will find your bliss...its a pretty good peom..-6-

I like the format, i like it...someone should throw a cookie at you from down the hall and scream profanities...sounds familiar doesnt it? ;) -8-

Beautifully observed and usual a pristine work from you Mr Pig. Full marks to you.

"quatet" it could only be better if it was a twatet. Could you incorporate say... waterskiing sumo wrestlers playing ping pong in between jumps, because that would be even more damn organic.

I had to do a poem like that for school, that started with I am, i wonder, i hear, i see, i want, i am, I pretend, I feel, I touch, I worry, I cry, I am, I understand, I say, I dream. Is it just me, or is this some type of template for a type of poetry?

Were you attempting a villanelle?

Pretty good, not great - 7

yooo hoooo lil cindy lu.....gave you a nine your poem is fine

NIce job. This would work as a song with the second stanza being the chorus. (9)