poemranker ::James Dean by horus8

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Haiku № 23245

James Dean

by horus8

Member since 2002 · Posted 30 Oct 2002 · Edited 30 Oct 2002 · 5 comments

Slept on my mother straight across America. To race motor bike. Told Strausberg, "fuck off", "I wont break it to fix it". Just make a new one. I was a poet before a race car driver. The same kind of speed. Silent with a smoke I brought them all to their knees to beg them, GET UP!

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[7] bondjedi 30-Oct-02/9:13 PM Reply
brilliant
[n/a] horus8 › bondjedi 30-Oct-02/11:14 PM Reply
i thank you, graciously.
[9] royalflesh 3-Nov-02/10:12 PM Reply
i've seemed to have misplaced the packaging, or rather, plastic wrap that so innocently safeguarded my cigarettes...i suppose last night's waif (?) must have taken them, the cigarettes too. Anyways, the story continues nicely...as usual. * I accidently erased one of your comments on my poem...so my typos will unfortunately stay as there is too much sadness in that poem...i'll fix it someday. but thanks, I appreciate your help. always.
*"do i know u ?"

only as i know they
[n/a] horus8 › royalflesh 4-Nov-02/12:06 AM Reply
interestingly enough...none of it really matters now...does it...i've seen the ring...and jesu has moved back in with mother...i will be grendal again soon...very very soon. i will break the winded!
[9] royalflesh › horus8 4-Nov-02/7:35 PM Reply
as it is even slightly interesting....it does matter. everything matters and has a weight or etheral throw in our existence even if you think it doesn't or shouldn't. grendal? how should i know the difference as I still and alwayws hold you high upon my shelf...next to the green sea glass and beautiful broken bottles found along the tide line - before their taken back. You; stand tall and take it easy on the winded. They've already had their time...to be upon their knees...yielding to you before them.