on a genius by moonUnit
16 Oct 2002, 1:16 PM
I can hear the beams failing at L13. Creeeeeeeak, splat!
on simple silence by daniella
14 Oct 2002, 11:50 PM
perfect. 10
on Homemade Greetings by jessicazee
16 Oct 2002, 8:43 AM
Fanfuckintastic. I am clicking print.
on Rummage Sales by jessicazee
15 Oct 2002, 9:28 AM
Delightful.
on The obsessive compulsive sloth was a junkie by <{Baba^Yaga}>
16 Oct 2002, 2:13 PM
7,000 dollars! 7,000 dollars! ( Hot Tamales are aero-dynamic) I'm glad I went to bed early that night.
on Confessor's Nightcap by Limness
16 Oct 2002, 1:12 PM
You are very sexy.
on On a chill morning by razorgrin
16 Oct 2002, 11:32 AM
Excellent, excellent.
on some deleted poem
16 Oct 2002, 11:55 AM
This poem is a good reflection on the discussion I was having with Christof this a.m. This is one of my favorite poems, not just of yours, but ever. Substancial & etherial. Duality of my existence.
on like love in the movies by crin
16 Oct 2002, 8:16 AM
The title is fantastic. I think I'll steal it. the poem itself I'm disappointed to say is cliche and predictable.
on going to lie with the devil by crin
16 Oct 2002, 8:20 AM
"but I always betray myself....." is novel and good, leaving fingerprints is also a good image. The rest is boring. A conversation heard at the back of the bus.
on words our Father by daniella
14 Oct 2002, 11:52 PM
This is perhaps too personal for me to appreciate. I lose myself towards the middle and continue lost til the end.
on choices unto death by daniella
14 Oct 2002, 11:55 PM
God good they will. And try on your things while you're still breathing. They surely will. Last line is confusing to me, but what isn't this day.
on cornered invitation by daniella
14 Oct 2002, 11:59 PM
You right like a boy on drugs. Good for you, excellent even.
on our morning bed by daniella
15 Oct 2002, 12:05 AM
Please do not disappear. I need you here. The way a mule needs a steady and knowing kick. Love the title
on One Country by poetandknowit
15 Oct 2002, 12:08 AM
Poetandknowit, why do you hoard your answers like they're bones? Please write. Real mail would be nice. You own my address, put a stamp on it.
on some deleted poem
15 Oct 2002, 12:43 AM
What I want to know is 3 fold.
1.) Is the diner made unaware of the waffles nature prior to consumption, making him/her tragically ignorant of his immortally after the 1st bite and previous to the 2nd? Am I travelling from point A to point B and then again to point A without ever becoming conscience of it?
2.) Is the diner notified of the waffles power prior to ingestion, but so overcome by the overwhelming pleasure of said waffle that he/she cannot resist a 2nd bite? Is the waffle a metaphor for sex, drugs, and religion(otherwise known as rock n roll)?
3.) Is this an allegory of our masichistic nature?
Please help. I am up all night deciphering
1.) Is the diner made unaware of the waffles nature prior to consumption, making him/her tragically ignorant of his immortally after the 1st bite and previous to the 2nd? Am I travelling from point A to point B and then again to point A without ever becoming conscience of it?
2.) Is the diner notified of the waffles power prior to ingestion, but so overcome by the overwhelming pleasure of said waffle that he/she cannot resist a 2nd bite? Is the waffle a metaphor for sex, drugs, and religion(otherwise known as rock n roll)?
3.) Is this an allegory of our masichistic nature?
Please help. I am up all night deciphering