Re: Untitled by Sugarbbybuttrfly	24-Dec-02/12:20 PM
i went to your homepage. i think i love you too.
Re: Rewrite of a goof poem. by INTRANSIT	24-Dec-02/6:00 PM
yuel tide cheer!!
Re: corners by rockinindividual	24-Dec-02/7:48 PM
fixed.i
Re: House of the Risen Son by livingcanvas	24-Dec-02/7:52 PM
rising twit.
Re: Faucet's got a nasty drip. FUCK! Not again! by <{Baba^Yaga}>	24-Dec-02/7:52 PM
hate when that happens.l
Re: On the death of my Grandmother by BEBO	24-Dec-02/7:54 PM
bastard, have a 9 very grandma..
regarding some deleted poem...	24-Dec-02/7:56 PM
shit last line killed it for me, i would give you some suggestions, but you're beeter than me...pee. blue peter,badge right back atcha.u
Re: bitterness to tenderness to endlessness by Crakyamuni	24-Dec-02/8:05 PM
Golden Q-tip award. spectacular read. bullit. poemranker must read. congrasulations. merry christmas.
Re: mystery by jlanza	24-Dec-02/8:08 PM
take out the very last line and this would be perfect. seriously this was a pleasure to read. merry christmas.p
Re: demiurge by crin	24-Dec-02/8:09 PM
haunting. ghost-trains-rock.a
Re: How? Well... by RWAndersen	24-Dec-02/8:13 PM
this was like a tool show with a moral lesson on a christian cable channel. nice sentiments though. it was like playing ping pong with the lollipop kids in the wizard of oz back forth, back forth. 6.o
Re: Little Johnie's Jihad by <{Baba^Yaga}>	24-Dec-02/8:13 PM
no thanks.i
Re: Eternal Sleep by Artificial_Sweetner	24-Dec-02/8:15 PM
jesus stacy settle down, it was only a blow dryer and some nail polish. put the KNIFE DOWN! nah go head.l
Re: plain by blackball	24-Dec-02/8:34 PM
you might want to think of editing this a bit more up and down, or do it dada, something...you know what i'm saying?.6m
regarding some deleted poem...	24-Dec-02/9:29 PM
merry christmas Z. http://www.kcrw.org/
Re: Doped Up Dr. Seuss by smlink84	25-Dec-02/7:17 PM
wow. strong ending. i think you need another wait for 'an' emotional balance to the overall piece of <shit>
regarding some deleted poem...	25-Dec-02/7:24 PM
last stanzas a bit shy of thee other two. still a great piece regardless. shame a fish monger would never get it. it must be only meant for the powder wigs.
regarding some deleted poem...	25-Dec-02/8:07 PM
the sad thing is, why would you choose this actress/models name? what's wrong with your name? your face? your dreams? you're in your twenties. she's not. And as far as talent goes you could of been much more selective. no wonder i didn't know who in the fuck you were talking about. She's the italian version of america's pamela anderson. congradulations you're either a gay ugly fat man with a lopsided mustache.Or, a young moderately beautiful sybarite who loves rubbernecking, or just another psy-chic vampire sycophant...Freud could better evaluate your condition over flap jacks. i on the other hand am not amused nor propelled to give it shit. To bad you weren't her. the conversation might of been interesting.f
regarding some deleted poem...	25-Dec-02/8:54 PM
Strider-1(8) U.S.A. Date: 18 December 1999 Summary: Sybil Danning is incredible in "The Face to Face" episode Sybil Danning, Playboy Covergirl and 80's Sex Symbol shows her talent in an episode called "Face to Face" Her incredible body is displayed in it's mighty splendor as she plays the girlfriend to Robert Vaughans careless, arrogant, and irresponsible plastic surgeon who ends up mutilating his patient due to his overindulgence in drugs and sex with Sybil Danning. Sybil said in an interview that her sex scenes were so hot that Robert Vaughan had to be replaced with a stunt man. However this priceless footage was edited out for the episode. Anyway the moral of the story is that when you do something bad, you always end up punishing yourself in the end. Needless to say Mr. Vaughan's character winds up with a taste of his own medicine. ??
Re: One Country by poetandknowit	25-Dec-02/9:24 PM
HOW KEEP DARK AND PATTERN OFF How keep dark and pattern that any man suffers off--at the wall, at where the hat comes out of the maroow & yawns-- how keep head up the scream & up the burial where the pattern is born-- how the leagues washing their hearts & wrung dry only to sponge back up--men smooching mirrors--blades honing-- tongue & eyelash of Sweet Thing staggering the shape by the door in the baggy shadow-- how keep dark back? Or should one bullet-forth, sleek-clothed or naked-- pierce each entity--each clock--sharpened by art or wine--how enter the needle, the cloth-- how take the pattern any man suffers and lose nothing when you rip it off. Stan Rice, Some Lamb 1975. [editor's note,by horus8]here something else for you and gardel's tango don't let your pride turn your heart to the drink on the mirror to the lines in the glass dusting hollow, i'm indifferent, you're not.