on Dancing on Glass by thepinkbunnyofdoom
13 Oct 2003, 1:26 PM
Tight.
on thanksgiving by kingit
13 Oct 2003, 1:39 PM
ha ha ha, don't mention it.
on some deleted poem
13 Oct 2003, 1:37 PM
Superlative and well crafted.
on some deleted poem
13 Oct 2003, 1:39 PM
Also
on some deleted poem
13 Oct 2003, 1:59 PM
When I think of my own death, usually when I'm dealing with ignorant vultures like your neighbour, and all of the times I've died before this life. I know they were as slow and painful as a gut shot in the desert, as Jesus or Prometheus, and I always find myself proud and patient for its consumption over and over and over again, like the act of murdering or making love. And this sense of being and awareness is what seperates the REgal from the potato farmers, and what brings them together eventually as equals. However, my soul will not be coming back to this planet ever again, and I'm over it. Heaven, Hell, Life, Death, Love, all one and the same in the place of airless black forevers just outside the blue sky, just under the deepest ocean currents. The womb sits below the heart so that the child might know this enough to wipe it's feet before coming back. It's just upon arriving 'again' that one realizes, with a pleasant surprise, that they'd never even really left.
on Faggots get what they deserve! by J.B. Manning
16 Oct 2003, 2:35 PM
You are obviously a fag.
on twelve years of public school in one dream by calliope
16 Oct 2003, 4:06 PM
WEll, so you don't like cigarettes? poopy doppy do.
on September 11, 2001: That Day by blues361
18 Oct 2003, 3:57 PM
You should read this open mic one night in Hiroshima dressed up in a wetsuit with flippers and a bucket of sardines.
"The U.S. staying stong
That Day"
YES! I agree one hundred percent
in fact "staying stong" was the last
thing my japanese baby said to me that fateful day, bleu... May I call you bleu? Thank you, where was I? Ah yes... Right before my little Jung Kao Pao was toasted along with my arms to a slight off brown sausages in an breeze of atomic radioactive scorching poison. Microwaved, if you will. That's why, my friend, I will give you the 10 you've been yearning for. Though it will make you think it's a big fat Zero? Trust me my friend. It's lying. It's a ten and it knows it.
"The U.S. staying stong
That Day"
YES! I agree one hundred percent
in fact "staying stong" was the last
thing my japanese baby said to me that fateful day, bleu... May I call you bleu? Thank you, where was I? Ah yes... Right before my little Jung Kao Pao was toasted along with my arms to a slight off brown sausages in an breeze of atomic radioactive scorching poison. Microwaved, if you will. That's why, my friend, I will give you the 10 you've been yearning for. Though it will make you think it's a big fat Zero? Trust me my friend. It's lying. It's a ten and it knows it.
on Reclusion Il Drimaticus by Yatasuma
18 Oct 2003, 4:27 PM
Yes, to be gang raped by the clergy is always memoriable.
on some deleted poem
18 Oct 2003, 4:29 PM
This is an incredible sonnet, No really.
This is better than a glow in the dark wishing turd.
This is better than a glow in the dark wishing turd.
on Artificial Reality by PK
18 Oct 2003, 6:39 PM
Ha ha ha! Okay. Lord, one can dream cream but not scream seamone.
on Dunce in a Sack by ?-Dave_Mysterious-?
18 Oct 2003, 7:22 PM
A shag with a rusty spoon.
on some deleted poem
18 Oct 2003, 7:25 PM
An unreadable bubbling puddle of solidifying pigeon shit. You're proud I'm sure.
on You must enter a title for your poem about lebsians! by OnTheOtherHand
18 Oct 2003, 7:32 PM
Grammar check please.
on Breasts by Stephen Robins
24 Oct 2003, 8:08 AM
Yeah, face cancer will do that.
on some deleted poem
27 Oct 2003, 6:39 PM
[Brandon, could you please come up for dinner, NOW!, thank you] Sorry Liver, I used your shit paper to summon my brother, but I really have no other comment. It's dull.
on some deleted poem
27 Oct 2003, 7:04 PM
I hope you're both ass raped by a pack of wild bums
http://www.rotten.com/library/culture/bu
http://www.rotten.com/library/culture/bu
on Devil, BEWARE!!! by gay
27 Oct 2003, 7:12 PM
on some deleted poem
27 Oct 2003, 7:22 PM
on some deleted poem
27 Oct 2003, 7:25 PM
Can Jesus fix this?
http://poetry.rotten.com/nobody-saw-him/
Because, I have a book that'll do this to your next camping trip! BLACKMAGIC in your scrotum. So keep talkin shit.
http://poetry.rotten.com/nobody-saw-him/
Because, I have a book that'll do this to your next camping trip! BLACKMAGIC in your scrotum. So keep talkin shit.