the fishes partner? did you mean the fish's or fishes' im confused. are there two fish? damn. I hate fish. today my friend ate a tuna sandwich.

saweeeet I love disease

gone on any hikes lately?

she crab and he lobster are going to have wild sex and make herman's hermit babies. driftwood is hot. and so is everything about this poem.

not amazing, yet it made an impact.meaning I thought it was sad.. so thanks for that shooot. yur prince will come. and if not, just forget it. its so much more fun being a slut.

now you have a book? shit. I want to buy it and read it to all my friends. for serious.

Good job Sasha! I loved it. It flowed so smoothly, just rolls off your tongue. So how you been ol' buddy ol' pal?

Good idea, perhaps you could substitute lost for stuck in line 18? Oh and in the 4th to last line maybe say "My story," that way it isn't repeating so much and puts more emphasis on the "fairy tale" idea in the last line. :)

I like this description and the "memories of those who once cared." Comma after reminiscing. Do pistons ever compress? Are coal holds really tinder cars? If so how do they stare?

A nice description of the crab, except for "too too solid flesh." I'm trying to see it as a metaphor. Wish I could.

Try a spell checker. Some good thoughts here. Suicide is selfish and unkind!