Re: a comment on Missing the In-Between by <~>	9-Dec-02/9:11 PM
you must have forgotten. the other night, although as late as I was I still lain aside your body. It was cold at first, with the winds coming through the open window. But, Molly kept us warm and we deamed of purple and wine slathered mouths, counting the days till we meet in the streets...across the sidewalk, a swift glance was all that was needed. today.
Re: a comment on Missing the In-Between by <~>	9-Dec-02/9:04 PM
maybe your "friends" would like to join us for an excursion. I like amphetamines and ale. close, don't you think! You've already captured my heart...the cat will find another bed tonight.
Re: Missing the In-Between by <~>	9-Dec-02/8:47 PM
i especially like the alarm clock and memory take in this...very nice. You capture many elements, that of pain, love, suffering...and can tell that this is from the heart not some bull-shit relationship that's too high on cocaine and nicotine and fresh baked brownies. 9 for my temptress.
Re: a comment on Superhuman - Nature - Hero by royalflesh	9-Dec-02/5:57 PM
thanks for your help...but is this what you meant - Please let me know as I really do value your opinion. I've meant to get to this sooner... but sometimes i get overwhelmed and consistently curse myself for not taking more time for myself and others...'till next time. Is Adonis lofting above your family tree or are you the ressurection of its body and soul?
Re: a comment on Superhuman - Nature - Hero by royalflesh	9-Dec-02/5:51 PM
i hope your still waiting...legs spread, fragrant mist, embraced. Thanks for the drug induced sentiments laced with translucent afterthoughts of the next time.
Re: My Son is...a prayer. by horus8	7-Dec-02/3:10 AM
you are a true loving spirit...great in more ways than you may even begin to know. let tomorrow come easily and with this comfort give all you can to your family and friends - as I'm sure you do. You're intoxicating, irreplaceable and greatly needed in this world. Thank you for your words. 10.
Re: a comment on cool hand luke by royalflesh	4-Nov-02/7:36 PM
thank you. i appreciate your comments and look forward to seeing more from you. By the way..are you locale?
Re: a comment on James Dean by horus8	4-Nov-02/7:35 PM
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.
Re: James Dean by horus8	3-Nov-02/10:12 PM
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
Re: A little song by kawakurdi	30-Oct-02/11:37 PM
u sir, make human-stuffy afraid. watch your back and balls next time you step up to the urinal. pillow. please.
Re: An Enchanting Vision of Beauty by dalva	30-Oct-02/11:32 PM
to mine understand-ith, thuse attund a face di atimus. most definitely as one may compose. prose. if not mistaken-ith. (sick)
Re: A meeting at Maverick, then dinner. by <{Baba^Yaga}>	22-Oct-02/2:35 AM
i once had that "position".. Sometimes you really do wonder who is in control. The wench, the musician, or mr. money. Make sure you pull up your pants before leaving the table next time. You amuse me, always. 7
Re: a comment on realities <from above their brilliance is short-lived> by royalflesh	22-Oct-02/2:31 AM
you just didn't get it. Its cool. Thanks for the typo.
Re: You Can by Dariana	17-Oct-02/7:14 PM
aren't you cute. like my 14 year old step-sister's snatch. blaachk.
Re: Jerk ?? Circle by horus8	16-Oct-02/2:44 AM
devilishly and eau de toilette wrenching...was the soul's conquest greater alive (lived or dead) Where does this lead? hopefully it's just the pain of a beginning; sadly stated and brilliantly composed...I stand with a white flag and surrender to your words, my friend. It's about helpless hope in a distant-ly thought-out mind-less realities. I find it invigorating - like the conquest of becoming or taking over someone else's body or mind. Eve gave the apple to Adam - or was it the other way around? Who knows for certain...the serpent was around. You do good work and always look forward to your thoughts. You sir, wear a cloak around your shoulders...mysterious, mystical creature of another time. Luckily - the beauty shines through this thickness and prowless nature...strong enough to capture the essence of what is important and real in our world of un-realities and superflous flooding. 8
Re: Kindling by <~>	14-Oct-02/4:59 PM
sexy...like a sister's underwear drawer. provocative and mysterious - at age 12. nice work...i'll see you tonight. midnight. if you please, bring some wine and a little afterlife chemistry.
Re: Kindling by <~>	14-Oct-02/4:56 PM
take a look. new one just in called realities...continuation
Re: a comment on yellow afterthoughts by royalflesh	24-Sep-02/11:28 PM
...thank's. i'll bring you the most beautiful colors you've ever seen...close your eyes. wait. 'till next time.
Re: The Masonic Underling & the 33 degree by horus8	24-Sep-02/10:45 PM
in another life I think I was your bathroom mirror...a little dirty but looking at you straight in the eye...telling you (me) something (someone) was waiting...as close as the front door. Ready to either step in - or out. But never to be forgotten. Its these memories (dividing lines) between the face in the mirror and the lingering presence of those passing before (or behind) that quickly flash (distract) before our eyes. In the bathroom's slightly tinted yellow light look back at yourself and let it look a little longer before you step out to see who might be knocking....next in line.
Re: myself by decadentlaurel	24-Sep-02/10:37 PM
words are like acid...stinging, melting, bluring, accentuating...our misuse, abuse, or blatently covering (defining : shaping) our existence. Have a joint dude...it will release something more beautiful, meaningfull and poignent. Gotta get out of the house once in awhile too to smell the stenching glue holding the faces of others to the street pavement's filth...if you know what i mean. Kick a lick and make it sweat sweet licorice and black ice. Watch out below....their after us.