Re: a comment on Little Johnie's Jihad by <{Baba^Yaga}> |
24-Dec-02/5:56 PM |
yeah. bummer. would you like to hear one of his last radio shows? i can email the address to radio stations archive to you..it was a cool show..you'd like it. merry jihad z.sweetie b good and careful..watch out for slot machines and gin tables. <3h.o
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Re: Untitled by Sugarbbybuttrfly |
24-Dec-02/12:20 PM |
i went to your homepage. i think i love you too.
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Re: Thought by Quarton |
24-Dec-02/12:13 PM |
How do you feel about Quark nuggets, annd love?
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Re: a comment on The Coming Light by poetandknowit |
24-Dec-02/12:36 AM |
"Despite the negative comments, I actually quite like the poem. It looks like a poem that my college professor's assistant would write....have a 9 " this is precisely what is wrong with american poetry. the never ending loop. i've read this poem so maby fucking times translated from every god forsaken culture that's ever 'been', or is now..it's old and comfortable i guess for you fine tuned 'college types'. more safe poetry about mundane changes. congradulations to you and your professors..to bad you're all hopelessly doomed to stagnate in your own complaisant ass sniffing dog licks. wow. spring ahead jump back..it's winter time..i better hit the sack [you should blow your noses. your slimy upper lips are fucking making me physically sick]. (thanks for the betty ford coupon, by the way, after reading this i'll need it. see you there)
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Re: a comment on Dirty bomb, code name: PLUTONIUM by horus8 |
24-Dec-02/12:23 AM |
they're t.s smelliot blow hards. i'd be careful they might take away your blue peter badge, and report you to the WMFOTW (wintermusefightersoftheworld).
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Re: a comment on Dirty bomb, code name: PLUTONIUM by horus8 |
23-Dec-02/7:55 PM |
now that's a damn shame. i only put some thought into the title. isn't it.
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Re: a comment on I Can Write A Wrong, But I Can't Right A Poem by horus8 |
23-Dec-02/7:19 PM |
i didn't say i finished, i said i had a diploma...yes children with a ged you too can make mr. poetry look like a transvestite searching for her wig in a black out, imagine what you can do with a bit of junior college. the possibilities? infinite.s
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Re: The Coming Light by poetandknowit |
23-Dec-02/4:44 PM |
THE BONES OF WOE
Golden are the bones of woe.
Their brilliance has no place to go.
It plunges inward,
Spikes through snow.
Of weeping fathers whom we drink
And mother's milk and final stink
We can dream but cannot think
Golden bones encrust the brink.
Golden silver copper silk.
Woe is water shocked by milk
Heart attack, assassin, cancer.
Who would think these bones such dancers.
Golden are the bones of woe.
Skeleton holds skeleton.
Words of ghosts are not to know.
Ignorance is what we learn.
BY STAN RICE, SOME LAMB 1975.
p.s [by horus8] i believe this will be the third poem of his i've sent you, you still have yet to mention what you dislike technicaly, personaly, or subliminaly. and if you were to read the "subtext" a bit closer you will find the 'check mate' it was fun while it lasted though. merry christmas.m
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Re: The Coming Light by poetandknowit |
23-Dec-02/3:45 PM |
mr. winter does it again.??
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Re: Shame by blkarakagain |
23-Dec-02/11:26 AM |
"coiffed" ha ha ha. nice one. "
grusome" bad mispel, the right mispel could be either grewsome, grew-some or just spelling it right. other than that, the last stanzas is kinda 'immature and pitiful' because, action is louder than words, either do something about it on paper, and or something about it in your actual life or quit fucking whining. Simply because you insult any 'real thinker' with your plea, because you obviously have the time, patience, and money to type on a keyboard and submit it here? So, therefore things can't be that dramatically critical in your life. i was at a speed freak russian immigrant with a precious five year old daughters house day before yesterday for 12 hours, her boyfriend and father of her daughter went to jail the day before. Oh yea their house was a apartment building's laundry room...i sat there and colored with that little girl for hours man..fucking out-of-time-bubble, hours.. listening to her mothers stories of how these things all came to be with ever nerve of my body mentally documenting every fiber of disaster gone epic by the second..her mother was 25 with the most beautiful chrystal clear blue eyes you've ever seen the little girl equally bright and hopefull, but i can see the future, and i saw it there..it coated the walls with a stink you've never smelled youngling, pray you don't lest you lose your mind and structure, or maybe that's what you really need. a field trip with me on one of my late night hunts..what do i hunt? what god has forgotten, so either fucking stick your hands in the box and hold it there. because describing the outside of the box just doesn't cut the mustard any more sadly. why? you ever lick plutonium coated devil horns while combing your hair with his pitch fork? that's why. take a seven and a water dunk.
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Re: Here There Be Dragons by blkarakagain |
23-Dec-02/11:00 AM |
"seemed but a trifle to the winged beast's hate,
But so ready was the dragon and poised to destroy
a host, when but a single man came,
that surpised, he lingered a bit too long,
and never got to direct his flame,
The warrior struck and struck again,
turning dragon to blood and gore,
and then slashed his throat, quenching forever
the fire of Dragon Lore,
For this was the last of a once proud race,
frightening and terrible to behold,
now, I'm afraid, they belong only to myth,
merely tales children beg to be told." this is where this fascinating story of yours turns into a bad commercial for life insurance. Up until that point, you were cruising.
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Re: pissed off pretentious prat by keatsImnot |
22-Dec-02/10:48 AM |
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Re: The Sons and Daughters of the New Light by Bonehiss |
22-Dec-02/10:14 AM |
this is the age of Horus! not the star children play patty cake. this piece suprised me...going into it, because of the title, i wanted so badly to hate it, than i did, but it's not bad for a first draft.
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Re: First move by aliena |
22-Dec-02/10:02 AM |
"I want to cheer up you", don't fucking bother, my hatred keeps me sharp, and built for war, as for you? i pray they find you with their brick bats soon.
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Re: AIDS in a van by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. |
20-Dec-02/7:53 PM |
There once was some aids in a crayon.
but since i was not yet a man
It melted my nipple
(now called a schmipple)
coloring, was never that simple!
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Re: ???? ___P??rf????t___G??l by da_dark_wan |
20-Dec-02/7:40 PM |
you ever see best in show? "he likes soup" "i like soup" we could talk or not talk forever". we have lots in common.
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Re: RMAED by deep-as-a-puddle |
20-Dec-02/7:34 PM |
i would of ended with spray paint your eyeballs for maximum confusion diffusion. than later... save the tongue ripping for an oral sex transfusion. trust me, i'm stupid.
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Re: Morning Conversation by lexicon |
20-Dec-02/4:27 PM |
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Re: the story of an arrogant butterfly by kawakurdi |
20-Dec-02/4:26 PM |
jesus christ it's like butter fly day...butter fly day butter fly day look at mee coccooning on butter fly die...woah. can i just say you are obviously the happy person i could ever possibly read/meet. thanks.w
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Re: Seasons by impaired |
20-Dec-02/4:22 PM |
"my body spasms as I soak in the rays" can i just say, what?s
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