mon amie mon contre ami mon amie mon contre amie
How strange. I haven't seen this til now. I feel that if your Therody and my Underseas came to life and met they would wed and give birth to a thousand pisciform children. Slippery ominess children. Then you and I would be forced to go out in our tiny boat, cast our nets, and draw back all our weird abundance before it devoured everything in its path.
How strange. I haven't seen this til now. I feel that if your Therody and my Underseas came to life and met they would wed and give birth to a thousand pisciform children. Slippery ominess children. Then you and I would be forced to go out in our tiny boat, cast our nets, and draw back all our weird abundance before it devoured everything in its path.
on Pushed Aside by x311
14 Mar 2003, 9:24 PM
Jesus, how do you people go about writing about images and then never revealing even one? A picture show? What picture show? Stolen spiols? what stolen spoils? Where!? People & places? What people? What places? A postcard from where????????!!!!!!! what the fuck all are you talking about?
on To My Grave by Bonehiss
14 Mar 2003, 9:16 PM
you write these poems strictly for yourself. This is completely inaccessable. Think about the audience. Tell them the story.
on Enantiodromia by Bonehiss
14 Mar 2003, 9:12 PM
Oh me oh my. What is it your trying to say?
replying on Why I Chose My Name by mmejido
14 Mar 2003, 8:28 PM
I spy with my little eye, something green & monstorous. Spinning spinning, smoke pouring out of the gear box. Don't worry my sweet potato, there is no precocious star brighter than you.
on The last day of an old year by poetandknowit
14 Mar 2003, 3:05 PM
I miss you. Party's End is a direct rip-off, or should I say, was inspired by this fanastic poem. but then I see my "For Monica..." at the end of this piece. The only poem of my mine the tweed-coated Babbitt ever bothered with.
Come speak to me. Here I go, begging once again.
Come speak to me. Here I go, begging once again.
on sexy by elizabethann
13 Mar 2003, 10:32 AM
Im not sure 'sexy' isn't your thing. I mean a bald beautiful girl in mens clothing can be pretty down-right sexy. Think about this some more, actually don't think...feel.
on On coming across a field of deer one afternoon (2) by <~>
12 Mar 2003, 8:24 PM
Nice read. Good strong sounds. I know what dun means, but don't get dun on dun?
on An Ode to minorties that use Paprika by Shardik
4 Mar 2003, 7:56 PM
'I dig you Asian dude.....snap on tools'. Is its own poem. Many great images. The mexican hawking roasted maize is important. I shall write one too.
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on The Drunkest ever by horus8
4 Mar 2003, 2:29 PM
Brilliant. 10
replying on G-Spot Blues. by spank me baby yeah
4 Mar 2003, 12:19 AM
When I'm good, I'm very good, but when I'm bad, I get a substancially bigger tip(no pun intended).
on The Feild In Which I Live by Fear of Garbage
28 Feb 2003, 10:44 PM
Get rid of 'then'int he last line otherwise perfect. 10
on the midget of humiliation by Bill Z Bub
28 Feb 2003, 10:38 PM
Where the hell have you been? I suffer through one more trial and no Lucifer to tempt me with his light. Lovely poem. 'Pea coat, stool-pigeon, cracked lips...' This poem is speaking to my twisted-up guts.
Last stanza, second line 'punctures this skin' try it, you'll like it.
Last stanza, second line 'punctures this skin' try it, you'll like it.
on The Fate of the Gilt by OneFingerAnswer
26 Feb 2003, 4:35 PM
Isn't "hath" in line 2? The end is better than the beginning. That is my personal flaw.
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on Fuck the system by which we live by Lucifer
26 Feb 2003, 4:28 PM
Sometimes the gold gets swallowed, but then it comes out your ass buried undered a pile of crap. This needs to be dug through.
replying on Greek Tragedy#1 by Mr Pig
25 Feb 2003, 3:51 PM
You are a funny thing, my bitter-sweet Seraphim.
Last night I thought for certain Nanshe was 'a girl' as you put it, I suppose you mean anatomically, but that makes no difference to me.
Will you take me for a ride? I know how to ignore the batteries hum. I'll lay back and press my cheek against yours. Pop-A- Wheelie.
Last night I thought for certain Nanshe was 'a girl' as you put it, I suppose you mean anatomically, but that makes no difference to me.
Will you take me for a ride? I know how to ignore the batteries hum. I'll lay back and press my cheek against yours. Pop-A- Wheelie.
replying on Greek Tragedy#1 by Mr Pig
25 Feb 2003, 3:28 PM
Thank you my sweet, I shall plant this like a magic bean, like a last resort.
Let me take this opportunity to say the word Ally ten times.
Ally
Ally Ally
Ally Ally Ally
Ally Ally Ally Ally
Ally.
Let me take this opportunity to say the word Ally ten times.
Ally
Ally Ally
Ally Ally Ally
Ally Ally Ally Ally
Ally.
Welcome to MS. ORNELLA'S NEIGHBORHOOD
Hi kids, its a wonderful day in the neighborhood! Can you say Co-Dee-Pen-Dent? Sure... I knew you could!
Follow me into the kitchen children, be careful, don't slip on that pool of venom I threw-up earlier. Now let's open the drawer and I'll show my collection of daggers. Oh! this one's my favorite kids! It's the one I use for stabbing people in the back.
Can you say Change-ling? How about Shape-shifter? Today we're going to take a trip to zoo and visit the Bi-polar bears. Won't that be fun?! They're going to teach use how to vacillate between hospitable & homicidal. Then the witch from Hansel & Gretel will be here to show us how to lure addictive personalities with alchohol and pills.
While we're still here in the kitchen, I'd like to show you a recipe from my new cook book;
It's a Wonderful Day for A Neighbor.
Take one lost soul, baste him in merlot, season with crushed up vicodens. Batter with relentless abuse, fuck him over a hot stove, then drag through burning coals.
Repeat.
Always remember kiddies, I like you just the way you are. Tits, dick and all!