regarding some deleted poem...	6-Aug-02/5:15 PM
Are the curtains beige?
Re: Unsaid by Revekka	6-Aug-02/8:51 PM
Luckily, I am not afflicted by any such silence. What a load of total BS. You're just imagining that there was any such tension because it makes your life more angsty.
Re: How I Wish by DevilTmptrss	6-Aug-02/8:53 PM
Allow me to summarize. Verse 1: I miss you. Verse 2: You're insecure. Verse 3: I have limited skill at empathy. Verse 4: Some pseudo-mystical bullcrap. Well that was certainly worthy of poetry.
Re: Regrets, No More by writteninskin	6-Aug-02/8:57 PM
So...what are you saying? That you feel uncomfortable unless there's someone that you know approves of you? An exciting sentiment indeede, Sir.
regarding some deleted poem...	6-Aug-02/10:32 PM
That was in reply to hamgurl's comment. I don't think this poem is beautiful, because I don't think just sentimentality (whether cheap or not) constitutes beauty. Whether this poem is justified or worthwhile is a different question. I don't think it is, but that's not what I was saying.
Re: Regrets, No More by writteninskin	6-Aug-02/10:39 PM
Who said there was anything wrong with it? It's just that glamourising it doesn't seem to be very useful or poetic. It's part of the failing of humans that sometimes they get into a state where they rely on one person for happiness, and while this may be an interesting subject to write poetry about, your poem seems to be simply saying that such a state exists, in a fairly obvious way. Moreover you seem to be glad that you are in this state, and while this gladness may be a fundamental feature of the state, and therefore necessarily included in any poem which is written from the viewpoint of someone in the state, all the gladness seems to add is an impression of surrender and weakness. All I'm saying is this: if I had written a poem about being in this state, I would have at least made some reference to the fact that it's an inherently displeasing state when one neutrally observes it - it seems clearly unpleasant to be reliant on someone else for happiness; since you didn't, I wonder what you're trying to achieve.
Re: Existence by ThoughtfulSoul	6-Aug-02/10:51 PM
ThoughtfulSoul, can you not see the difference between a) being arrogant and b) saying something is shit? Have you ever said something was shit? Did it make your head go up your ass? If not, then realise that criticism does not equal childishness. If so, I suggest you make an appointment with your proctologist, Sir.
Re: Lonely by DevilTmptrss	6-Aug-02/10:56 PM
What's the theme here...loneliness? If your aim is to clumsily insinuate that having sex only temporarily removes loneliness, then I suppose you're succeeded. But the moral of the story was so obvious from the start, and so overclimactically stated, that you might as well have left out the last 90% of the poem.
regarding some deleted poem...	6-Aug-02/11:00 PM
How existential. You've really enlightened me there. I never would have had those thoughts had you not put them into this masterpiece. What I don't get is the last verse. What does 'put[ting] in time' have to do with anything? If we're struggling to stay alive, and searching for a God who can never be found, then clearly we're not behaving as someone who simply puts in time would behave. Are you trying to create an impression of bleak solipsism? Because you've actually just created an impression of having no real aim and just vaguely expressing a vague and fairly hackneyed feeling.
Re: Regrets, No More by writteninskin	6-Aug-02/11:03 PM
While earlier you said "there's nothing wrong with wanting to feel needed and loved". Which one is it?"
Re: Regrets, No More by writteninskin	6-Aug-02/11:06 PM
In particular, "no more does distraction kill me/as I search for love, descending/deeper into sinful dreamings" can easily be read both ways, especially combined with "I have known love from deceivers/but true love's meant for true believers", and your defense of the needy feeling.
Re: AT AMSTERDAM STATION FOR FIRST TIME by kawakurdi	7-Aug-02/12:04 PM
I think you'll find that most people in Amsterdam are fairly fluent in English. If you like playing such a self-indulgent game, why not just do it in the U.S.A.? Just stick your tongue into your lower lip and tilt your head a bit when you do it.
regarding some deleted poem...	7-Aug-02/3:17 PM
Dyslexia kills / But I'm still wrighting Haikus / Look how brave I am!
Re: Joe likes "DYNAMITE"! by horus8	7-Aug-02/7:44 PM
Tsk tsk. This is horus8's birthday surprise, is it? A non-musical version of an already almost too exciting, freely available song... (or should I call it "track" as all us underground DJs do?) Anyway I have a sort of problem with people using names in poems. It always seems to me that using a name in a poem is one of the most smug and lame things you can do. Viz my poem 'A leak in reality'. I should have just said 'his'. Like that FUCKING OFFSPRING SONG 'blah blah blah' (that's not what its' called probably) where it's like "17 shannon is pregnant"...wow, you've really said a lot there by saying that she was called "shannon". It makes it more true and real. To be honest I don't think that's what's going on here. Blah blah I suppose to win your admiration and the replacement of any 'grin's in my name with an 'a' all I have to do is say this poem is great I loved it wow damn good but actually I didn't. I mean there's interesting imagery and then there's just bollocks. Banshees have nothing to do with staying up or drinking mountain dew voodoos all week or .
regarding some deleted poem...	8-Aug-02/5:50 AM
This is dandy.
regarding some deleted poem...	8-Aug-02/4:19 PM
1/10
Re: -=Dark_Angel=- & The Canon Episcopi by Bachus	8-Aug-02/4:23 PM
Could you possibly correct the following confusing mistake I made: "a purely private, therapeutic poem was posted against your wishes" should be "a purely private, therapeutic poem wasn't posted against your wishes". I would be much obliged, Sir.
regarding some deleted poem...	8-Aug-02/4:43 PM
horus8, for someone who presents himself as so perceptive, you're not very perceptive. You appear to have the amateur misconception that -=Dark_Angel=- thinks 'poo' is funny. He does not. Your poeme about the plains of Africa is apparently just a tedious, pointless tale about some animals with some generic and unworthwhile references to faeces. Why was this dedicated to -=Dark_Angel=-? He did not find it funny. I expect you think -=Dark_Angel=- finds 'poo' funny because he writes about it so often. However, you would be mistaken. His poemes about the consequences of excretion he finds amusing not because of their subject matter, but because 'poo' is dealt with in an inappropriately 'poetic' way, or it deals with someone's pride, or with someone's shame, or another dramatic emotion, at something 'poo'-related. In fact, you will find most of his poemes are like this, whether the pride or shame has something to do with 'poo' or not. Consider this: out of -=Dark_Angel=-'s 53 poemes, I count _7_ that make any reference to or are at all concerned with fecal matter. That is barely 1/8 of all the poemes. I will now examine these 7 poemes and show why they do not simply revel in their subject matter for its own sake. "A Leak in Reality": Faeces are treated as a badge of shame. This is a dramatic emotion that is ridiculous when applied to faeces. "The Embrowning": Some mysterious, unspecified ritual apparently concerning faeces is described. This is clearly ridiculous and overdramatic because it treats faeces as a mystic and sacred thing worthy of clandestine ritual, which it is not. "Whispers of the night": This poeme treats faeces as a beautiful and poetic thing, and describes excretion using only auditory description. -=Dark_Angel=- finds this amusing because it makes him imagine that there is someone who treats faeces as a beautiful and poetic thing, and how strange and wond'rous must they be? "Voyage of the browne": This mocks those overblown poemes that describe life as a journey by applying the same thought to faeces. However, this is doubly ironic since life for faeces actually is a journey, and this poeme describes that journey in magnificently poetic terms. "Ethnic Smells": This poeme barely references faeces at all, and its main concern is to express disgust for Ethnic smells. Since some Ethnic smells are of faeces, it is only natural, necessary and unavoidable that faeces are mentioned. "Wipe before you Weep": This poeme examines the latent tension between an adult and a child when it comes to toilet training. The adult is disgusted and therefore angry at the child's transgression, but simultaneously ashamed at his own failure to practise what he preaches. The dramatic tension here is clearly overdone, and it is because of this that -=Dark_Angel=- wrote the poem, not because it was concerned with faeces. "The Turd to End All Turds": This poeme suggests that holding in a turd is a valiant thing to do, which it is not. But -=Dark_Angel=- thinks that comparing such mundane and often taboo things as trying to hold one's bowels to truly valiant things such as slaying a dragon amusing because it is so inappropriate and pointless. And that concludes my review. You will find that nearly all of -=Dark_Angel=-'s poemes are concerned with the same heroic, epic treatment of mundane and oft-ill-spoke-of phenomena, no matter what the appear on the surface to be about. If you, or anyone else, feels like saying that -=Dark_Angel=- is obsessed with poo, remember that if you say that you will have said a wrong thing. Good day to you, Sir.
regarding some deleted poem...	8-Aug-02/4:55 PM
titan69, the only thing more tedious than a Godboy is a Satanboy. Telling everyone you worship the devil does not make you interesting, mysterious or attractive. It makes you a Marilyn Manson fan.
Re: untitled 2 by yOum|n	8-Aug-02/4:58 PM
As soon as I read the title, I knew this poeme was going to be deep. But I did not realise how deep. It really touched me like no other poeme ever has! The struggle to reach the safety of shore symbolises my own stuggle with obesity. As I stuggle to reach the T.V remote, I am left with two choices: 1) Get up and walk to the remote 2) Eat until I grow so much flab in that direction that I can reach it without moving. My butler is preparing the necessary foods as we speak.