| Re: Cliche by Blue Magpie |
28-May-03/3:27 PM |
Oh, I see, ten duh, shit that means all of mine are off, fuck, back to the drawing board. that will atleast give me something to edit tonight.
Great Sonnet.
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29-May-03/2:48 PM |
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| Re: Seclusion (missing chorus) by Felzpoet |
29-May-03/3:01 PM |
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I'm convinced that you could fuck up a bag of tube socks before even wearing them. You must be punished.
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30-May-03/7:38 PM |
pursuse
Sponson's
Captains.
and this is an ode.
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30-May-03/8:23 PM |
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Very recees pieces, interestingly smart and stupid all at once not as far as message or word choice goes but it seemed to start dumbing down quick towards the end. As if it goes from middle aged woman to teenage boy perspective around halfway through, but it's efficient, that's for sure. Here's a nine, because at this point in time who cares anymore anyway.
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| Re: Twilight's Sweet Embrace by kassanna |
30-May-03/8:27 PM |
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I believe you can do much better then this, and unlike Sir heff and Johny boy, I will pull it out of you out inch by inch out of thick poetic love, and not scrotismal boy hood pressure. lol
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| Re: Untouchable by darkshark |
30-May-03/9:09 PM |
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| Re: the past is the past is past by phbiscuit |
30-May-03/9:11 PM |
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| Re: Shapeless Love by DeadtotheWorld |
30-May-03/9:13 PM |
"---Black bile oozed between Grandfather's lips, and
dripped onto the attendant's bloated abdomen. The
drip became a trickle, which became a steady stream,
and soon he was vomiting a thick torrent of the
shining liquid.
---Where it touched the attendant, it boiled and
frothed and formed a sickly lather, and as it
bubbled it ate away at the flesh. The skin on the
man's stomach was becoming liquid and starting to
slide around. Beads of blood sprang up where the
upper layer had been completely dissolved.
---Grandfather's head lolled forward, and underneath his
bushy, flaking eyebrows, his blind eyes rolled
insanely. With a sudden fluid movement of his arm,
he unhooked the straight razor from its holster and
flipped out the dull blade. It was just as he
remembered.
---His obscenely gnarled hands trembled, and his
breath was rapid. Grandfather hunched over the
attendant, reaching out and stroking the places that
had been prepared by the mucus. His jaw still hung
slightly open as he bent down for a closer view...
---And Grandfather began to shave."
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30-May-03/9:39 PM |
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| Re: The Best This Dream Can Offer(Revised) by Deborah Carter |
31-May-03/6:24 PM |
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31-May-03/6:49 PM |
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Why a raven, and why does that bird equal evil in yout callow noodle?
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| Re: The Application by Fear of Garbage |
31-May-03/9:27 PM |
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Thief, otherwise tragically hip and audacious.
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| Re: Afraid to love you by lil cindy lu who |
31-May-03/11:49 PM |
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Impossible to dance to I give it a 4.
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| Re: Taken Captive by lil cindy lu who |
31-May-03/11:50 PM |
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I went to dance but my legs fell off.
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| Re: I Am(Defined) by lil cindy lu who |
31-May-03/11:50 PM |
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1-Jun-03/12:46 PM |
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The glove with no fingers flipped off the mitt.
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1-Jun-03/12:52 PM |
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| Re: ILLusion in Falsity by Sugar Victim |
1-Jun-03/4:10 PM |
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| Re: Collapsing the heart by Sugar Victim |
1-Jun-03/4:13 PM |
"one second you cold ,the next hot" you're. It's.
"behind still holding to you" onto.
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