on Promises by blueiris1261
10 Jul 2002, 2:52 PM
slurrrpblbl
on Roundabout by nentwined
16 Jul 2002, 10:14 PM
Does your log coordinate IPs/traceroute info with ranking information?
on life by -=??lilaznjen??=-
16 Jul 2002, 9:59 PM
Are you anusless or something?
on Dragon's Dream by HolyKnightOfFaith
16 Jul 2002, 10:10 PM
Good god you know they don't exist right?? 7 for having the decency to not call it a haiku.
on some deleted poem
16 Jul 2002, 10:11 PM
Why always pain??
on Ifni's birthday by Cha no Onna
16 Jul 2002, 10:18 PM
lunchbox fever
on PURPLE COWS by GAC
16 Jul 2002, 10:17 PM
LET'S ALL BE BIG CRAZY GAYWADS IN LOVE TOGETHER AND MEET IN THE BAY AREA SOMETIME ONLY TO DISCOVER PURPLE COWS DON'T EXIST AND THAT YOU DON'T LOOK ANYTHING LIKE JEAN LUC PICARD ON ST:TNG!!!
on How my head feels by Adriaan
10 Jul 2002, 9:17 PM
Nobody cares about your brain. I can't relate to this feeling personally. Thus, shit.
on Quiet by kissmeufool58
10 Jul 2002, 9:18 PM
People from other cities used to drive for miles just for a taste of our ATL style
on Angelic Triumvirate by Sterling5583
10 Jul 2002, 9:20 PM
This is so self-centered it bothers me. It actually seems quite sincere. So it's really good in that sense. I can't fault the preachyness, as much as I'd like to. Although I didn't enjoy this poem, it's pretty good.
The irony of this poem is the graphic rigidity of its format. Perhaps you can look into that quality of the poem - the idea that the poetry is in itself a restriction from which you are unable, as a poet, to be free from. And I think the selective capitalization is really a small fish to be frying, I'd focus on the big idea a bit more.
on AIDS in a Glass by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
10 Jul 2002, 9:30 PM
Dude you see Crank Yankers last night? I'm not surprised.
on pain of love: by Sapphire
10 Jul 2002, 2:54 PM
The door is open, start walking Ms. Streisand.
on some deleted poem
10 Jul 2002, 2:54 PM
whee good poetry today
on Mrs. Robinson by roses are read
10 Jul 2002, 6:42 PM
I'd imagine both of those colors are the same pigment: pthalocyanine. Aren't I interesting? Wait wait don't ignore me! Why are you drowning me out?!?
on Drinking Gravel by unknown
10 Jul 2002, 6:43 PM
I have three words for you: smoke dope
on some deleted poem
16 Jul 2002, 10:20 PM
You don't so much toss paint as you slap it on. You toss salads though.