New Life Drug
on with no words to write by nentwined
17 Dec 2002, 5:41 PM
You took my poem idea. That's so lame! I wrote before you though so HA!
yeah..it does the same for me, but that's because it's a collaboration..i wrote the lyrics rushed, to a rushed piece of music, but it came from a strong idea from a friend of mine about this kind of 'ghost train'(called the phoebe snow) that used to run years ago through that area in newyork where they arreted those yemenize for conspiring with the 911 catastrophe. i wasn't exactly thrilled with the end product either, but sometimes live recording w/improv just goes down that way here it is. http://www.gangbox.com/mp3/The%20Phoebe%
Rings along nicely with your other poem...like a chorus line o.O
Great...now this is stuck in my head XP
Reminds me of my dear ol' blue butterfly ^___^
Hm, only thing that makes me twitch is that 'can't'. I think it would have a better ring to it if spelled 'cannot' Otherwise, it's lovely ^_^!
oversensitive? do you normally allow people to indiscriminately shit all over your friends and family? perhaps you laugh along with them. if my memory serves me correctly. i, trusting you were a man of honor, revealed 'sensitive material' to you about people i loved. i did this to earn your trust and show you that i respected you. i never raised the idea of a competition with you on who could trash who the most proper, and i would be the first to say your poetry is good if not great (read my comments, i've given you more tens than anyone, not that it fucking matters). i let you keep raising the anny, and i followed along seeing how far you'd go. My indignation stems from the fact that you have consistently used my family and friends as a platform for your propaganda campaign against my poetry, and what stan rice's?
me calling shit poetry shit? still you have failed to sight, or explain what your exact argument is about those three (shit poems, stanrice's poetry, or my work [more ammo see, this is where you'll come along and say well horus shit poetry is exactly what they have in common, because you my flamboy-ant buffoon are predictable]) without talking in circles about boston chicken, pimples, diplomas, traveling, fighting, dick sucking, carpayments, who should and who shouldn't be allowed to raise children? usd$$ this and that, plagiarism, gods wife, and whatever else you can find to talk about other than what's on the table.see me soon? i don't think god would allow my christmas to be that good friend.i
love the first stanza.
the rest? not so much.
Yes, I was sorry to see you go. And yes, I think you have quite a talent. And yes, I would be sorry to see you go again. And I do not want to be familiar. I am not at war, though I do not think I am at peace. Please, post some poetry. I look forward to reading it.
oh god yes..the pain is excruciating. the witty subtext of it all has me on my knees reeling, and dizzy. pain, my friend is an earwig the size of a volkswagon living in your wood shed with a taperecorder and megaphone.E
Oh ==Doylum, I most willfully misuse everything. It's my downfall, it's my charm. I am omnipresent while at the same time being totally unawares.
Yuo know when I left the first time you said you were sorry to see me go and you wished I would come back. So I did. Now things are worse then ever. I mean I've been through so much shit but this, this is just crazy. I just want to write poetry and read some poetry. You don't have to defen d yourself, you don't have to attack me. This really hurts, and the sad things is I don't know why. Maybe I'm just seeking abuse because it's what I'm use to, it's what's familiar. I 'm trying very hard at this point to be civil and to be kind and to be understood. Please stop attacking me, it's so unnecessary what do you have to prove? Stop putting me down, stop teasing me, stop enbroiling me in your war.
I am joking. Fighting is infantile. I am a sweet man.
no we're not all pretentious fucks, unless you most wilfully misuse the word. And no i'm not who i think you are thank my old wrinkly mans bollocks. You claiming to be omnipresent?
I'm trying very hard to make sense of all this. I'm sure we are all guilty of exactly the same crimes. You come across as narrow minded, I come across as some tart who wears her tits on her sleeve. Neither is true. Both are true. Again I'm not arguing with you. All I'm say ing is it sounds like you and Horus have a date to beat each other up and I don't want to be there. I don't know what's really going on because I haven't been around. I tried to drop the ball but you picked it up and threw it back at me. I admire so many many things, so many things, I don't always agree with anyone. I don't take sides. I don't want to look at ridiculous comments. I surrender ok? Take the flag take the hill take the spoils. I'm a sweet woman, I have nothing to disagree with you about. I don't care either way, please stop.
I am not a "pretentious fucks:, nor is Doylum. Speak for yourself, please.
Did I call you pretentious? That's just my word du jour. We are all pretentious fucks. Anyway you are not who you think you are, you are not even who I think you are, but what's worst of all, I am not who you think you are, I am just some silly girl trying to make it.
She will not lick my wounds. Maybe she will lick yours.
i see - take you back. whats that got to do with licking wounds?
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