on Choices by Ojiboch
16 Oct 2002, 1:35 PM
my left eyeball just imploded. thanks.
on From a letter (never sent) by UnityMitford
23 Oct 2002, 1:52 PM
no..it's tether ball with the smurfs in a raquetball court somwhere in ranchocucomunga, cuz if it's noon it's west coast..here.here..toast!
on some deleted poem
23 Oct 2002, 1:55 PM
"jesus can turn sugar into cocaine, and score more goals than wayne gretzky"- kingmissile early 90's band.
on some deleted poem
23 Oct 2002, 1:59 PM
the end saves your ass. 6. barely. i fucking despise mr.bogs, but on this occasion he's right...even though he plays with lite-bright, and raggedy anne dolls.
on some deleted poem
22 Oct 2002, 1:45 PM
take out the parenthesied end and this is fucking perfect. today we are peers. i am humbled....you've helped me come to grips with my demons...now if i could only find my clothes and get this transvestite prostitute to get up and get rid of the drugs, i just might be able to get out there, and find an amy of my own to take me to a movie...maybe that madonna oscar worthy trollip of true love (remake of a great movie that should have never been remade by two fucks[madonna and guy itche] 'sweptaway') anyway...i'm moved and bothered.....excuse for a minute while i talk this diabetic midget i had flown in from bangcock into making me a bloody mary.."googlie budda sum hundy on poony wang" got it fifo"?{WHIP CRACK! WAILING MIDGET RUNS!......it's getting harder to find good help these days..forgive the intrusion, we were just talking about love!? go on.................[secret vote ballot]
on Hoofarama the old nags ed by ==Doylum
21 Oct 2002, 1:50 PM
well with horus8 no longer converging with the 'hoofed-one' i guess i could quote for him "see that? down there...that's my hoof laughing with you...at them, who are they we ask? dunno? never have perhaps, never will...this piece is hilarious and well metered..it's tight like a wife beater..with just a bit of donut juice dried 'pon it.
also well contrived with infinite possibilities. 9.o
also well contrived with infinite possibilities. 9.o
on Do Swans Get Jealous? (#2) by Christof
21 Oct 2002, 2:04 PM
i would like it if you changed the second use of the word "white" to cream...yeah sorbet cream..like jizz...was just listening to your dance of the furies?!, great medoly i'd like to say you were a helluve a composer...and not a bad writer neither...heres a ten for you..why? cuz i,ve given you so many fucking zeros up until this point that it makes my head spin, and i can't remember for the life of me why? oh well..i really dug this, and it made me feel...well..hard. thanks. 10..
on Hoofarama the old nags ed by ==Doylum
21 Oct 2002, 1:50 PM
well with horus8 no longer converging with the 'hoofed-one' i guess i could quote for him "see that? down there...that's my hoof laughing with you...at them, who are they we ask? dunno? never have perhaps, never will...this piece is hilarious and well metered..it's tight like a wife beater..with just a bit of donut juice dried 'pon it.
also well contrived with infinite possibilities. 9.o
also well contrived with infinite possibilities. 9.o
on some deleted poem
20 Oct 2002, 10:10 PM
perhaps i am wrong to vote. nah. my pleasure. 0.with no butter or maple syrup. you left me very little choice, but to eat your dry, bland, and pointless waffle. perhaps once i'e sense. than again i don't see how.
on some deleted poem
20 Oct 2002, 12:34 PM
how did you know i had the banana skinned gloves? nicely put.
on A Well Worth Wait by savannah
20 Oct 2002, 12:36 PM
the questoion marks have to go, followed by tghe poem. out the window with the lot of it. too goody goody, and mushy without any balance. try tiger milk and some poe.
on Ode to Larkbeat Twoshoes by Nicholas Jones
18 Oct 2002, 1:08 PM
refreshingly inaccsessable. congradulations. way to get the reader to be empathetic towards anyone, just a one, in this ode. anyone. maybe james, maybe her, but nay...why, cuz i'm left wondering. why should i give a shit. i pray she keeps both of her shoes?, cuz i truly i'm that interested in the whole lot of you. really. it'll make that big of a difference when i wake up tomorrow. honestly.e
on When Your Best Friend Says You Drink Too Much by jessicazee
18 Oct 2002, 1:11 PM
The Bachian tribunal choice of the day. odelay!!!!!!!! 10! why, because of the squashed pomegranates and our stained fingers.
on The Way It Is by Tascobar
16 Oct 2002, 1:43 PM
then sitting hard pon the teeter totter. the fat kid launches the autistic boy with the prostetic leg and head gear over the chain link fence and into oncoming traffic. the blow of a horn. tire screech. the crunch of wood and plastic. the stink of sliding rubber. jesus christ! i have never seen a retards helmet roll that far. until now.
on FHjk by Dark Angle
18 Oct 2002, 1:14 PM
yeah me too. my butler.o
on some deleted poem
22 Oct 2002, 1:48 PM
herpe.