are you out of your mind! i was kidding, i see what patti meant by calling you gullible. no sweat. i'm worse trust me...okay.. i see your structure, now they are built that way to either contrast one another (the stanzas) and then resolve, or go from birth to sudden unexpected death (in story sense) example; While shopping the store beware of the poor That are clipping tags under rags For if you can't I'm sure you shan't Put your clothes with wynona's bags (just kidding lol) Find their clothes in one of your bags or stuff your clothes in one of their bags..it's endless and you can mix it up for days! you can start a series.

it was so quiet after. so very quiet. i drove by at night on the 13th. flames and smoke and the smell of it, wafting across the water. no planes in the sky, all the way home from florida. except in virginia, near the airforce base. everybody driving home, trying to get back to their families. i followed a guy from new jersey all the way from jacksonville florida to south carolina. a long fucking time ago, it seems.

well, it is after labor day, which is a mental touchstone for the end of summer, so most would not blink at it. i'm just yer fack-checkin'-cuz, is all.

thanks. maybe its because I'm psuedo-american (ie Canadian) that I have no need to throw in lines about flags or eagles. Yet here in southern ontario, I am much closer to new york than someone in, say, california. the thing i remember most now is the dust that choked the great canyons of the city blocks. the wailing, the whiteness, and me half dressed, scratching rats nest hair, clutching the tv remote without strength left.

no, you are correct. crap. I always think of September as the Fall. Our Canadian summer's don't last too long.

what you deem worthy? exactly my point. all you can do is drag my friends, and my son around like achilles dragging hector? someone other than me to raise my son? yeah maybe someone true and proud and real like you? a real fucking eagle scout. Boy? i would be picking through your bones while you were still wondering what had just happened to your brave and worthless machismo soaked stance if god forbid i even accidentally bumped into you, unlike you i'm better with my hands than a pen. also....highschool? i walked out..not dropped out. i'd rather let the real scholars like yourself wear dresses and throw hats and take pictures..oh by the way sorry about your mom you ever think that she might of just got.. well sick of listening to your worthless fucking pie hole, talk about your worthless fucking pie hole?, and just dropped the fuck dead? don't worry your cancer haikus are proof enough to me that your a mommas boy guilty of sucking the tit a little too hard to long. have a cold one on me. you deserve it along with a hug and perhaps a raise. hey i know sell your sperm to women who's husbands have died of cancer..than we can all keep the dream alive. your dream alive. you are a true american, and every fucking reason why every un-american should move here to take after your fine example of breathing, and writing, and all of those other things you do so well...waste everyones fucking time while repeatedly telling them they're wasting yours...take a look around funny boy..we are at my poem not yours, so who goes out of their way to be all that they can be..you do..now be a good tall handsome, strong, intelligent true lover poet, and go fuck your dead mother, my son, my girlfriend, and boston market, your important government job, your latin american experience, and your i'm so damn bright i've never seen a t.v show attitude over to your poem area to rub on it all..cuz i'm just getting started you fucking bird legged, pigeon chested shite smearer you have the heart of a canary and the loyalty of a guinnea pig, you'll go to whoever feeds you the most ass licking. your type always does. which coincidentally, is why we lost both campaigns in asia..real smart tough guys like you.and as for gw she's better off you're full of shit anyway. merry christmas poser.

You are right an "overpaid government librarian", except that it is a private university. But other than that, right. and all your logic here is correct. I shouldn't be teaching it, becasue really I do not know what I am talking about. Yes, you guessed it. I drive a saab and am exceptionally overweight. that is why I hit the courts at least once a week. I am sorry hours8. you are right. I am a pussy.

POLO!

"Fact or fiction, it is all the same to me;" All fun aside, What?!."I am adjunct faculty that fills the university's needs in the International Studies program regarding Latin America." no wonder you write such cutting edge poetry, you're an overpaid government librarian, i've never met one of them..."look earl he's got arms, legs and two eyes too, and see how attentive this one is he's real aware and quick upstairs..so you sell an american citizens opinon based on 'facts' about latin america to america for america to do what...teach young americans how culturaly aware of their neighbors down south they can be. or to show latin americans just how much we respect them. you don't even know who fucking t.j hooker is for the love of god, and shouldn't they hire a latin american to teach americans about latin america, or better yet how about an eskimo to teach me about africans. or a jew to teach me just what the fuck is wrong with arabs. it's all getting clearer for me, how about you? oh tennis? also for pussies, who wear sweat bands and drive saabs.

i think i already said that.

And I am not on your team.

i never claimed to be bright. you're the fuck waiving around your taxes and diplomas you fucking unsavory mugwump. i already told you fifteen times "that the bio on the website was invented". get it? made up. a character...make believe..how can i put this? a fucking lie..horus8..is a made up poet figure that i created like ziggy stardust? do you fucking get it now...do you really think a person could raise a family in the town that i live in with no job and a 10th grade education? my rent alone is four car payments not to mention my two car payments (hold on for a sec, my other line, okay) that said...what else do a want, need, desire..perhaps some endust for your diplomas? some more lies that you can try to use against me (hold on real quick while i take this hard fat cock out of my mouth and put it in my tight pink ass) just let me know, i'm on your team cassanova.

I did not ask for a suck or a fuck I just said your attempt at poetry sucked. Simple as that. 10-4?

I have no idea what you are talking about. Sorry. For someone who claims to be so bright without any education past the 10th grade you sure make little sense most of the time.