I like watching two people have sex, but porn is so unreal and ridiculous. I think I'll have ice cream for breakfast. I'll pour some coffee over it.

I think we all need a little tug tug now and then, eh?

What does that mean? You do not like truck stop ice cream? Or watching two people have sex when you are lonely on the road? Over and out.

Ohhh. I never am things, I feel them. I don't know what I am, but I know what I feel.

Sorry, it seemed like a loaded question. No hard feelings?

Imagine you happen to be depressed and that it happens to be raining. You follow the drops down the glass with your finger.At that point you are depression itself,But there's still the awareness that you don't have to be that way if you don't choose to. The copied line really doesn't matter, to me.

The why must wwe all suffer comment is relevant to the knowledge that we all suffer. Not because of your poem, but because it is the stuff of life. I was being compassionate.

I really don't feel like being sucked to a lower level than I am capable of.

No not at all. I was simply asking if YOU are the pain ( I doubt it) or if you are IN pain(that's the mood I pick up from these few lines) I love this kind of economy. I think you could come up with something else to reveal at the end instead of repeating the first line. If I thought it was bad I would just come out and tell you.

I was driving my grandmother from Florida to Misery in August. There were four of us in two cars and I was the only one under 80. But anyway, we had a CB to communicate with one another. Old folks do that sort of thing. And I almost watched your brethren with 18 wheels take out my grandmother's 84-year-old sweetie a few times when he poked out into their lane stuck in cruise control. Anyway, on the CB we heard all sorts of rants, especially sexual, which made my granny and her gang blush. Was that you? Are you an OTR pervert? 10-4. buddy. I like the truck stops for the ice cream and porno booths.

so you think it's that bad that I should pull it?

This is basic and not well hidden isn't it? No,I actually talk on the two way very little. And no, I usually finish with silence. Depending on what the topic happens to be. Go to your closest truck stop. I bet you can get a list of the 10-codes if you want it.

Wow. I could have used that advice six years ago in Honduras when I was do hungry I looked to the bottom of my shoe and put what I though was old gum in my mouth. Well let me tell you those dried mushy dead snails on the coastal beaches may look good and at first have a nice taste, but they pack a punch indeed. Maybe pollution, who knows, but you will wind up in a third world hospital three days later with a staff of student doctors who only speak tribal Spanish poking and prodding at your thingys. Where were you then, oh, you were only 10. Damn. I could have used you as my errand girl and Shin as my driver. Limonade could have been my genius dictation girl. Of course, the embassy was 600 miles away and no one was home.

I thought we already established that I was gay and wanting of you. It is Settle who truly loves you though and wants you to be first and last. You are the Madonna/Whore of poemranker. Take a bow.

not my insight. my family's. tell limonade yourself. Don't eat things you find on your shoe, some deep insightful advice from me.

thank you.