Hey Mandy What's up?

ok, but I wish you'd just put all of a word on a line--duh

A place that needs work. It does exist, you can find it.

not bad

Yes!

I think you are in my inbox right now.

I see your mind, his look at me when I fired him. Yes, it's not the same as your hanging him, but I see your mind. Good. Rest in peace.

Are you trying to break a tradition of silence, boycott, abdication or laziness? What is this posting a serious poem on Poemranker. I thought we all agreed that's taboo. 10 just for showing up. And another 10 for a good poem--like two death sentences served simultaneously.

Poemranker is dead, right? Guess I will stop checking here.

Thanks for keeping this forgotten place open and for giving me a lift.

I'm sorry th ebest is all you have. Better luck next time.

Not fond of the form. 7 for handling it and for saying something.

Please don't say Soylent Green in the middle of a plague.

Hey Caducus, are you out there? This place is like a graveyard. I took a long trip and come home to a graveyard.

How do you know what he was wondering?
He wondered at the window--that's reasonable
I often wonder at the window

I see a room of nerds caring about time for its changeable amounts and definitions. Across the hall nobody cares. Except the one who wrote that thoughtful graffiti, then painted over it.

I know something of. But not all of. It's why I never criticize you.

Where have all the flowers gone, long time passing? They have not gone, for they cannot escape. They are somewhere, but not here. Come back, you poets. Comprised of glyphs with radiance, Come get your kudos.

grasping at what might become
some future might have been—

great lines of hope and practical too.

adding comments always goes to the error box. Please fix this.