Goad
on Half a dozen by thepinkbunnyofdoom
24 Jan 2005, 12:09 PM
She has half a dozen pink roses? What, exactly, does she have one extra of?
I am sure you will be a very good father when that times comes.
I am 18 and 10 years away from a real son!! It was just a cynical piece directed at the society. Inspiration drawn from Gabriel Okara and W.H Auden.
You are being cynical in so many words, but my thing is you are talking to a little child, who dont know what you're talking about.
The reason I say that is because,(Enjoy the innocence of these early years) you expect him to remember what you said when he grows up to be a real man? -7-
Another world invaded another sci-fi x-file for the inhabitants of Titan.
Sounds like it could be a Green Day song.
Nyar-ha-har-har... i hope they come up with something that print souls... I lost mine...
Then dont; the least you could've done is give me a zero... sheeesh, is that to hard to ask??
nice tone, but too short - it doesn't bring me anywhere or even full circle.
and I want it to.
No Goad, i meant LOL in a good way.
let's see, you've got the credentialled academic who not only teaches poetry for a living but is no slouch himself at writing it calling your bluff, the child prodigy who all agree has an ungodly talent for wielding the very sort of obscure and difficult imagery you would LIKE to lay claim to chiming in with her thumbs down, and the bitter old stodgy hack pointing out why they're saying what they're saying and illustrating how your so-called deep allusions can easily be turned to any trite interpretation the reader decides to make up off the top of his head...if you've any real balls instead of just saying fuck you, you'll say fuck you and then defiantly take these few little words you've written and come back in a week having turned them into an actual pome that means something. To the reader.
line breaks would really help this.
Intrigued at first by the style. But this has a teen-angst thesaurized feel to it, still.
"emitted"?
I do like this though: "Weakened by your taste, aroused by the newly
formed light has made this midnight a lamp unto the darkened soul within"
gotta say.
LOL.
agreed. Don't know why I have ta open mah mouth all the time.
No, but it has that Shakespeare sonnet feel.
no Katie, sadly I've never been in love :(
I think probably few people here have ever been in love. Love is quite rare, and you are fortunate indeed to have experienced it. But though we may not experience cloud-walking, moonlight-embracing love itself, we are blessed to have you describe it for us, so that we may experience it vicariously.
Perhaps someday I will experience love, before I die. For now I can only solace myself with 10 dollar blowjobs from cheap whores and excessive masturbation, and -- occasionally, delightfully -- a brief second-hand glimpse of love when narrated by blesséd souls such as yourself.
P.S.
It's been more than an entire fucking year, fix your spelling mistake you mindless bint.
I understand this sentiment all too well. And few new mysteries arise to replace those lost.
On another note, did you read about the group that developed an ink jet printer that can print swaths of human skin? They say bits of bone are next, and then organs. Of course, you realize: ready or not, "Print-A-Pet" is coming.
one year later, this pome still gives me a giant hard-on. Princess_Snowflake, you are the bestest lolita poetess on the net!
or maybe it's your bladder making 'rumbling grumbling noises'?
i don't know.
I'm only a teen.
Teens don't know a thing, ya know?