overdrank? overtold? whereupon? Quaffing. Lit class is over! this is laughable stuff. Put the thesaurus away.

Fast and furious. I would avoid the first stanza though.

so Hours8 is really Bachus. I get it now! The things we figure out after pedaling around the site for a few days. Fucking anonymity. And here I thought I was dealing with an amateur.

Well writer of triangle and cello poems, i am always available for a poetic tryst. That is unless you are really the DARK ANGEL.

"off center" not "of center". I was so excited my typing was warped.

Nope, I am comfortable in my own cowhide.

It is back! "How she" seems of center. Like the poem begins out of tune. And I don't care what the others say, I think it is might pretty.

The day in a life is a much better piece. This could easily go in a gift card for someone's 50th birthday. Have you considered contacting Hallmark?

This starts out weak and just slowly keeps falling apart.

It would have more impact if you tightened some of the images; some are a bit strained. Also the images would say more to the reader if you dropped the " depressingly hysterical". Let the images tell us this not the poet.

Wow, thanks for considering us lowly folks. Considering it is you and I, or I and you on this site at this afternoon hour I say we are in the same boat, but you are off to meet movie stars (since you have an in with Jon Voigt can you hook me up with his daughter. I hear she is almost single and goes for cowpokes like me) and I am off to dine with the ex-governor. It is his 50th anniversary with his wife you know. And he is the leader of the LA schools, you know. How long has he been with his mistress? I am so impressed by your success in the Utopia of Clowns. We are in such need of the high art in Hollywood. And from what I have seen, you love my work.

Maybe, writer of triangle poems, bachus, dark angel are all out of the mind of hours8. hmmmm.

I picked up it. But I was also thinking hours8 and you Dark Dude were the same and considering I do not delve into the websites of you creative hounds I was going to let it play out. I am from Misery; things easily go over my head. Like airplanes and such.

Thanks for the clarification. I am sorry I sent you in such a rage that you fucked up. I hope that you will not do that again. Frankly, it is cute and probably good practice for your lame attempt at an acting career. It is what a champion poet does. Break down the opposition and make them crack. And you did. And you did. So really, who is the twit and cow fucker, Mr. Hollywood? So Taos is out. Bummer. That is where the true champions meet on the stage.

Unfortunately, I am not shooting for "becoming". And if you would have been sober, we could have kept the fun going, but you blew it. It is quite an exercise for me in rage writing. And you call yourself an actor. I never lose my character, and I have never seen a cow up close.

Why don't you forget the other password, go buy a journal, write all the poems from 2nd-12th grade down, and when you are all grown up you can look at them and laugh. We will report YOU. So watch out and get rid of that other user name. Shouldn't you be in school?

You are a bigger whiner than anyone could have ever imagined. What is wrong with the poem? You said nothing to that extent. Break it apart; attack it with intelligence not stupidity, you fuck. That is what I am saying. You have nothing constructive whatsoever to say. You think you are clever; you are just stupid. Simple as that. Say something relevant. And although there is a Kansas City, Kansas, I live in Misery. So, find something worthwhile to come up with regarding that state. Your ramblings on Kansas make you sound inept. Write poetry. That is all anyone is asking.

Smash Mouth, Sugar Ray, Cake -- that is an impressive list. All bands that have mastered writing the same song over and over and over. Are you in Death Ray too?

Are you eating on the canoe or in the canoe?

Teen angst=bad poetry.