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Vietnamese Dog Steaks (Free verse) by DreamerSupreme
Silence smoke rising the dogs have started barking if only I could make use of a hammer and nail their mouths shut... Jesus, can't I just write, rant, howl,- grind these words to dust and spice up this space soup that dances between my eyes boiling in mid-air only to be reduced to wasted steam the last cough of the exhaust pipe before death more silence and barking mongrels? Isn't there some starving vietnamese children that love dog steaks- perhaps around here, nearby? Put a hit on every mutt on this suburban shit street canine retreat from hell and pay with the carcasses? A perfect murder silence of the dogs and acid trippin in vietnam rice fields with an m-16 machine gun surrounded by dog skulls and starving viet children. If only america would let me be cruel to animals I wouldn't have to kill people Bullshit ofcourse since theres more than enough room underground in silence.

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Overall Rank: 3990
Posted: January 7, 2004 2:06 PM PST; Last modified: January 7, 2004 2:07 PM PST
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[8] INTRANSIT @ | 7-Jan-04/6:34 PM | Reply
I hope this is a first draft. Pull a draught and pull in the laces on this new shoe.
[8] INTRANSIT @ > INTRANSIT | 7-Jan-04/6:37 PM | Reply
and please lose the acid-trippin. it just doesn't fit.
[n/a] DreamerSupreme @ > INTRANSIT | 7-Jan-04/6:55 PM | Reply
Its a thought stream, so its supposed to have oddities... (one of my writers block exercises)

Didn't really consider touching it up,
but where else do you think I should tweak'n meliorate?

[8] INTRANSIT @ > DreamerSupreme | 7-Jan-04/7:14 PM | Reply
I have yet to try any kind of writers block excercises (sp?).Mine usually passes within a few days, weeks, months... OH GOD!!! I'M STILL A TRUCK DRIVER!!!!Aggggg!

....and now back to our regularly scheduled programming.

I see three possibilities. In no particular order, the writers block thing (s-2), a poem about the sadness of people eating dogs(I know it's a staple, to them). And the (starving viet kids who like dog steaks) which says to me,"where are the poets who like crude poetry?". This is where I raise my hand. I heard some Ginsberg-ish echos here. Good enough? I can feel my hair silvering.
[n/a] DreamerSupreme @ > INTRANSIT | 7-Jan-04/7:19 PM | Reply
Actually, I was reading his work before I snatched my notebook and started writing this exercise. (bastards a bit long-winded, but his work gets my juices boiling either way)
[8] INTRANSIT @ > DreamerSupreme | 7-Jan-04/7:23 PM | Reply
First time I read "America" I fell in love with the Psycho jew-nut, as I call him. Have you ever seen one of Horus 8s old rants?
He had some killers. ha!
[n/a] DreamerSupreme @ > INTRANSIT | 7-Jan-04/7:33 PM | Reply
I've read just about all of horus'rants (and i traveled the moon after bouncing off pluto- a damn fun ride indeed)

Actually I've been reading up on alot of the rankers here, plus the old comments? Are fucking hilarious.
[8] INTRANSIT @ > DreamerSupreme | 7-Jan-04/7:39 PM | Reply
yes, yes. this is where the nutrient rich soil is. the back halls are the best. shhhhhhh.
[n/a] Blindpoetry @ > INTRANSIT | 7-Jan-04/7:26 PM | Reply
...mind me asking, what does "(sp?)" mean?
[n/a] DreamerSupreme @ > Blindpoetry | 7-Jan-04/7:28 PM | Reply
means he was unsure of the spelling.
[n/a] DreamerSupreme @ > INTRANSIT | 7-Jan-04/7:27 PM | Reply
Oh, and did you let out enough steam'n frustration?

You know, my father was a truck driver when he was sixteen up until around twenty-eight or so before he took basic asm classes..

He ended up working for Amdahl and IBM later on.. and he never passed the 8th grade. (Not bad for a rough neck trucker eh?)

Does it really matter that your truckin' the usa? Your pushin it to the max either way..

And time is a funny son of a bitch. Honestly.
[n/a] DreamerSupreme @ > DreamerSupreme | 7-Jan-04/7:29 PM | Reply
The above was a reply to INTRANSIT btw.
[8] INTRANSIT @ > DreamerSupreme | 7-Jan-04/7:37 PM | Reply
I got yer twenty pardno! Bleh. It's just after being out there for so long, you realize that they do just as much damage to their image as others do. Yet with some small adjustments, alot can change. Kudos to your pops for knowing he didn't HAVE to be a driver. Most drivers don't want to recognise this fact. I seem to be having an awful time spelling tonight.
[n/a] DreamerSupreme @ > INTRANSIT | 7-Jan-04/7:57 PM | Reply
Like they say "your only stuck where you are if you think you've been beat down deep in place"

He also wrote erotic stories, in french though. (maybe hes to blame for my poetic quirks? too many options to count.. heh)

Don't worry bout the spelling, really, your talking to the shit-head that mispelled "harlot" among other things. lol.
[8] INTRANSIT @ | 7-Jan-04/7:40 PM | Reply
here's a bone for your dogs.
[n/a] DreamerSupreme @ > INTRANSIT | 7-Jan-04/7:49 PM | Reply
Won't be long before you'll see what they look like processed in the dream lab. (Might even break it into seperate poems and see what that gets me)

Thanks man,
and if you wouldn't mind could you gimme your take on Waitin to inhale?
[8] INTRANSIT @ > DreamerSupreme | 7-Jan-04/7:54 PM | Reply
In a flash our hero launches from his desk chair, trips on the chair leg and falls headlong into the doorjamb!

note: the flash was a camera flash going off as he tries to get out of his chair.
[n/a] DreamerSupreme @ > INTRANSIT | 7-Jan-04/8:00 PM | Reply
Seeing the light can do lots of things to a man.
[n/a] deleted user @ | 8-Jan-04/3:19 AM | Reply
Hey listen i foughted in vietnam. hey listen...goota go nowe
[n/a] SupremeDreamer @ > deleted user | 8-Jan-04/5:09 AM | Reply




But I still think its fucking great to be on hallucinogens, which has nothing to do with "new age hippie-ism".

And I'm very sorry that you have brain damage because of your PCP habit.

Did the evil deviloak monstrosity beckon his slave to clean up your own bloody remains??

Thats horrible. But I don't feed crazy war vetrans, sorry yet again.

And yes, you are special.

In a galaxie far far
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