on Fingers 'Round My Heart by Wulf
7 Mar 2003, 7:11 PM
download commencing in 5...4...3...2...1... ERROR...ERROR...
oh well. what's on teevee, Stinkyfuzzpaws?
mmmmlove.
oh well. what's on teevee, Stinkyfuzzpaws?
mmmmlove.
on hehehe by Freethinker1602
7 Mar 2003, 7:09 PM
blackholes have feelings too.
oh, wait, no they don't.
oh, wait, no they don't.
on if only you could read my mind love by sk8boardandpoems
7 Mar 2003, 7:06 PM
~sigh~
young love and longing,
the burning crush of simple incompleteness
and a tender lust.
and here I am in my cell
unbreakable bands of spacetime
to overcome in teaspoonfulls.
here is a number from a hat.
young love and longing,
the burning crush of simple incompleteness
and a tender lust.
and here I am in my cell
unbreakable bands of spacetime
to overcome in teaspoonfulls.
here is a number from a hat.
on Unholy War by marvelis
7 Mar 2003, 7:00 PM
barely...
...nice sentiment, though.
THUS SPEAKS THE MAN FROM CANUCKISTAN
...nice sentiment, though.
THUS SPEAKS THE MAN FROM CANUCKISTAN
on The deafening silence in the world or something by Bachus
7 Mar 2003, 6:57 PM
you superstar
under par
jamie farr
corca colar
one night spent in zanzibar
thats whut this generation needs.
i fuckinsuck. hypercrit me.
Iron maiden rocks the third world.
here's ten cents for a new tent, sven.
under par
jamie farr
corca colar
one night spent in zanzibar
thats whut this generation needs.
i fuckinsuck. hypercrit me.
Iron maiden rocks the third world.
here's ten cents for a new tent, sven.
replying on alienheart by Bill Z Bub
7 Mar 2003, 6:48 PM
Shit, I just gave a listen to thorn apple the baby fat. ace! ace! triple ace!
[In retrospect, the value of the Buddha's ministry
is beyond
the need for latent states, host-parasite
relationships including disease mechanism.]
[In retrospect, the value of the Buddha's ministry
is beyond
the need for latent states, host-parasite
relationships including disease mechanism.]
on The Drunkest ever by horus8
5 Mar 2003, 8:56 AM
Grimey, like a shuffle in the downtown sludge, open bardoors breathing the stink of liquor
and piss
and old men, their pockmarcked skin flaking hopeless desire.
"Dead is the drunkest that you can get,
but I haven't been that drunk yet."
-Martin Tielli
and piss
and old men, their pockmarcked skin flaking hopeless desire.
"Dead is the drunkest that you can get,
but I haven't been that drunk yet."
-Martin Tielli
on Something for Lynn by Jeremi B. Handrinos
5 Mar 2003, 8:19 AM
my guts feel wobbley
on Revelation ( 666 ) by Mr Pig
1 Mar 2003, 8:19 PM
Bill Z. Bub breaks into song:
"666 the Number of the Beast
666 the one for you and me"
-Iron Maiden, "The Number of the Beast"
Ah, nothing like the classics.
"666 the Number of the Beast
666 the one for you and me"
-Iron Maiden, "The Number of the Beast"
Ah, nothing like the classics.
replying on the midget of humiliation by Bill Z Bub
1 Mar 2003, 8:14 PM
Hows about just ... "humility". what wouldja think o'that, Mr Pig?
"mra eht ma I"
-Little Man from Another Place
"mra eht ma I"
-Little Man from Another Place
replying on the midget of humiliation by Bill Z Bub
1 Mar 2003, 8:08 PM
Hey gw! Thankyou a thousand times for your comments. A mild approval from you is precious to me, like tears of diamond that streak down my cheeks whilst eating "Death Rain" potato chips (Habanero flavour! xxxxx!) and reading a letter from my very first love, who I talked to on the phone again just this week. Oh where has the time gone, it has swirled away, but she's never changing, crystalline, her fragile defiance spears my abdomen with perfect playfulness.
Was there ever someone who brought you the greatest joy and the deepest despair simultaneously? Can this truly be that which is called "love"? Or is it merely my masochist mind?
..."this skin"..."this skin"... hmm. yes.
Where have I been? I've been busy surviving, working, searching, cleaning, being audited, trying to organize things in my new apartment, etc... the list is never ending, like the suffering of the world. And my computer crashed 3 times while trying to get onto Poemranker. Gah. "blow wind blow, wherever you may go, put on your overcoat and take me away, c'mon and take me on into the night, take me on into the night, blow me away..."
Was there ever someone who brought you the greatest joy and the deepest despair simultaneously? Can this truly be that which is called "love"? Or is it merely my masochist mind?
..."this skin"..."this skin"... hmm. yes.
Where have I been? I've been busy surviving, working, searching, cleaning, being audited, trying to organize things in my new apartment, etc... the list is never ending, like the suffering of the world. And my computer crashed 3 times while trying to get onto Poemranker. Gah. "blow wind blow, wherever you may go, put on your overcoat and take me away, c'mon and take me on into the night, take me on into the night, blow me away..."
replying on the midget of humiliation by Bill Z Bub
28 Feb 2003, 9:00 PM
help me I'm shrinking
I'm shrinking away
inking away
shrinking inking away
shrinkinink.
I'm shrinking away
inking away
shrinking inking away
shrinkinink.
on The Feild In Which I Live by Fear of Garbage
28 Feb 2003, 8:40 PM
i before e.
what does it mean?
e after i,
this poem is fine.
in fact i think it may haunt my confined sleep tonight.
the mouth on the face of the man spitting blood,
breathing life and death by the fence...
brrrrrrrrr.
what does it mean?
e after i,
this poem is fine.
in fact i think it may haunt my confined sleep tonight.
the mouth on the face of the man spitting blood,
breathing life and death by the fence...
brrrrrrrrr.
on Ten new questions from Dan Rather by horus8
28 Feb 2003, 8:30 PM
love h8 love h8
the massacre was self induced!
your mind is a fucking supernova
and the lense on my telescope has a scratch right across the middle.
punkrock.
teeters,
William Zanzibar Bubbington
the massacre was self induced!
your mind is a fucking supernova
and the lense on my telescope has a scratch right across the middle.
punkrock.
teeters,
William Zanzibar Bubbington
replying on alienheart by Bill Z Bub
28 Feb 2003, 8:09 PM
Eight is my favorite number,
thankyou for all the kind words and encouragement. it means a lot to me at this juncture. By the way, I finally found "Gangbox" and am listening to "Growl" right now.
Fucking amazing! And after seeing your picture, I now believe everything you've ever said. Forgive this skeptic...
Now I shall do an magic tricke, and shrink into nothingness, walk away on molecules of atmosphere, smaller than a blood clot...
s.s.s.s..ss.so necessary so necessary so right on time in a blind taste test three out of five goatmen prefer the taste of hormone injected sugarcoated flax nuggets
thankyou for all the kind words and encouragement. it means a lot to me at this juncture. By the way, I finally found "Gangbox" and am listening to "Growl" right now.
Fucking amazing! And after seeing your picture, I now believe everything you've ever said. Forgive this skeptic...
Now I shall do an magic tricke, and shrink into nothingness, walk away on molecules of atmosphere, smaller than a blood clot...
s.s.s.s..ss.so necessary so necessary so right on time in a blind taste test three out of five goatmen prefer the taste of hormone injected sugarcoated flax nuggets
on The Gentleman by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
17 Feb 2003, 11:42 AM
Oh, you. 9.
on Beggar's Indulgence by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
17 Feb 2003, 11:41 AM
brrrrrrrrill.
replying on Starving at Tiffany's by horus8
11 Feb 2003, 2:05 PM
Unique Yew Nork. Dammit!
me and count chocula got drunk one night
and painted frankenberry green.
that was a time of carefree
drunken carefree memory and
gallons of
milk
that we drowned that damned
annoying booberry in.
hey, cap'n crunch stole my hustler.