| Re: Holding On by Katie2 |
19-Dec-02/10:20 AM |
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the shaft of his gun? Are you fucking high? "to the kids that have past through the walls of my virginity"? hahah the flood that kicked us down...its like hallmark on bad acid naked and duct taped to the new humvee with seth green and his posse driving you around while the backstreet boys make sweet love to the back of your backwards baseball cap. you should be rubber banded to death. patti smith should give you a left handed wedgie.
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| Re: UltraSound by UnityMitford |
19-Dec-02/10:15 AM |
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unfortunately. miscariage.
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| Re: of people and places (final cut)I by INTRANSIT |
18-Dec-02/7:33 PM |
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don't do it man. slowly back away from the universal mind thing.it's a trick. read sidhartha. friction creates. break the tiles make a mosaic. a pleasent poem though still.
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| Re: February by BenRice |
18-Dec-02/7:27 PM |
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i know iknow, do one called February forever, and make it about(you're never gonna believe, this) cold weather mixed with emotion.
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| Re: a comment on Anna N. Smiths vagina monologue in Evangelistic tongues by horus8 |
17-Dec-02/6:37 PM |
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so, what are you really saying here? that because my poem and comments are borderline ridiculous, and spontaneously odd and horrific, confusing that what i wrote here somehow gets in the way of me being a good father? Are you stupid? No i'm dead fucking serious. Are you mentally defunct? Are you saying that a writer has to be carefull of what they've written 'fictionally' 'or god know maybe the poem is real!' because somehow it affects their ability to be a normal, loving, nurturing mother or father. Are you saying (for example) a horror novelist should not have children, and that right wing conservatists should have more? do you censor yourself listening to the radio, or maybe you also think a dentist stares too long into ones mouth to also have a family? Ranger, can i just say that you my 'aware' forest buddy should cut off your hand and smack yourself to death with it.h
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| Re: a comment on I Can Write A Wrong, But I Can't Right A Poem by horus8 |
17-Dec-02/6:10 PM |
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but do you really drink skaldic mead, or just bleet about it????
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| Re: a comment on I Can Write A Wrong, But I Can't Right A Poem by horus8 |
17-Dec-02/6:07 PM |
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you have your Hugin, and your Munin..on the wrong shoulders yet you eat your food and not give any to your wolves. you are a not on that tree of which nobody knows.
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| Re: a comment on The Phoebe Snow by horus8 |
17-Dec-02/5:33 PM |
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yeah..it does the same for me, but that's because it's a collaboration..i wrote the lyrics rushed, to a rushed piece of music, but it came from a strong idea from a friend of mine about this kind of 'ghost train'(called the phoebe snow) that used to run years ago through that area in newyork where they arreted those yemenize for conspiring with the 911 catastrophe. i wasn't exactly thrilled with the end product either, but sometimes live recording w/improv just goes down that way here it is. http://www.gangbox.com/mp3/The%20Phoebe%20Snow.mp3p
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| Re: a comment on eyes by moonUnit |
17-Dec-02/5:16 PM |
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sure. i enjoyed the poem. "there goes another one" was what i said kind of daydreamishly as a witness to what happened in your poem. meaning we lost another one to 'everything'. i hope you're okay with that.
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| Re: a comment on I Can Write A Wrong, But I Can't Right A Poem by horus8 |
17-Dec-02/4:59 PM |
oversensitive? do you normally allow people to indiscriminately shit all over your friends and family? perhaps you laugh along with them. if my memory serves me correctly. i, trusting you were a man of honor, revealed 'sensitive material' to you about people i loved. i did this to earn your trust and show you that i respected you. i never raised the idea of a competition with you on who could trash who the most proper, and i would be the first to say your poetry is good if not great (read my comments, i've given you more tens than anyone, not that it fucking matters). i let you keep raising the anny, and i followed along seeing how far you'd go. My indignation stems from the fact that you have consistently used my family and friends as a platform for your propaganda campaign against my poetry, and what stan rice's?
me calling shit poetry shit? still you have failed to sight, or explain what your exact argument is about those three (shit poems, stanrice's poetry, or my work [more ammo see, this is where you'll come along and say well horus shit poetry is exactly what they have in common, because you my flamboy-ant buffoon are predictable]) without talking in circles about boston chicken, pimples, diplomas, traveling, fighting, dick sucking, carpayments, who should and who shouldn't be allowed to raise children? usd$$ this and that, plagiarism, gods wife, and whatever else you can find to talk about other than what's on the table.see me soon? i don't think god would allow my christmas to be that good friend.i
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| Re: a comment on I Can Write A Wrong, But I Can't Right A Poem by horus8 |
17-Dec-02/4:17 PM |
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oh god yes..the pain is excruciating. the witty subtext of it all has me on my knees reeling, and dizzy. pain, my friend is an earwig the size of a volkswagon living in your wood shed with a taperecorder and megaphone.E
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| Re: a comment on I Can Write A Wrong, But I Can't Right A Poem by horus8 |
17-Dec-02/2:49 AM |
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jesus it's like speaking sign language to a crosseyed chinese pole vaulter. here once again. yes. i have a diploma, have you actually ever been asked to brandish one? obviously often the way you bleet about them, i haven't.oh well i guess when i'm at an audiyion against a yale trained actor, or a private school trained actor i should worry huh? yes i know what it takes to be a dr. (what? is that privaledged information held by the golf clubs of the world) you act like you have a diploma in the medical field? but, you don't so shut your pie hole, as for her age? you do, remember you? brought it up in fact i thought she was fourty still i don't really pay attention to b-days. and she is something...she's real to me, unlike yourself..i can hold her poetry in my hand see her smile, have a cup of tea with her, and laugh repeatedly at your expense, for no expense, but above all no matter what i've ever down, ever.. she has stayed true as my friend regardless, and that my drunk parrot in a small uknown cafe in el salvador..is untradeable.where as someone like yourself, is unreliable, untrustworthy, never satasfied..a cheater, a back stabber, a weak minded oil slave, but worst of all you're incompetent, and you lack integrity..still it's intriguing sometimes to run a car down to empty just to mark the stall line with memory. for the future. you see. as for stan rice ..if you recall we were talking to katie..how fucking complicated do you want me to get with her poetically speaking..everyones gotta start somewhere right..why not stan..you have yet to raise one argument against any of his poetry, and i sent you two..perhaps..you need more. mr poetry, and a bucket of fish for your high flipping sea world antics, and yes you're entertaining alright about as much excitement as a jet fuel doused clown car with no doors..i wont be playing a doctor, the role is for lucky..watch the show too know. as for the internet passions thing? ha! ha! i'll take stan rice, peanut brittle, and watching you chew on your flea invested rump any day of the week. thank though i'll keep it in mind, when i go to feed the chickens tomorrow.
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| Re: a comment on I Can Write A Wrong, But I Can't Right A Poem by horus8 |
17-Dec-02/2:18 AM |
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i didn't justify her..in fact i asked her to leave, but that is neither here nor there, she joined poemranker after she left the shelter of my ever beckoning hospitality. no i'm sober..with no smokes which is very, very bad. yes, i have an excuse for everything in a file in my closet. she was hot and easy maintenance, plus i wanted to mix the contents in vile a. to the beaker vile b. to recreate myself, leave a piece of me behind, who knows..perhaps like jack nicholson would say "i'm just a mammal, no more, no less..condoms? are those breatmints or people who want to save condors? what about l.a macho man? i don't recall that title is it next to kansas city sound bytes in section p for poets? tougher, so do i.
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| Re: Elegy by moonUnit |
16-Dec-02/9:23 PM |
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to jesus who's birthday has become a niggerpolockindrag festival. enjoy your holidays and hand lotions.H
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| Re: Anfal: Our 9/11 happened many times over by kawakurdi |
16-Dec-02/9:20 PM |
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"I put my head on the mist of your breast," wow. this was even better than that jude law movie. i need a cigarette and "The name of which village unsettled my heart" that's a hoot.sid and marty croft made a fortune doing this. you wont.C
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| Re: Various actions by New Life Drug |
16-Dec-02/8:23 PM |
FUCK! THERE GOES ANOTHER ONE! have you seen my dog..he's like so high, and about yay long?
"I decided to build a raging fire
But little did I know, I would get hired By a boy scout in need He doesnt sell cookies, indeed and its such a YMCA-like shame" you are an artist indeed. in tweed.
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| Re: a comment on Icarus up by horus8 |
16-Dec-02/7:23 PM |
no she doesn't think i'm anything more or less than what i am. there is nothing wrong with stan rice's poetry..i think it's genuine anf true to form. She works at Boston Market, and makes 8.00$ an hour as a cashier, and is the most honest and giving human being i ever met, and without even writing a poem she is already a better poet than you..innocent and magical from her soul to her skin, she was eighteen when we met barely. I don't get horny i'm a dominant submissive i get even. the chip on my shoulder is actually the size of your wifes fat ass and all the massive brain power in taos put together in bombastic technicolor through old man baggy eyed spoken poetry contests. let's see what else? i am capable of doing 100's of things at once so your right about t.v, movies, current events, music, literature, and much much more starsky. it's not a fast food restaurant it's a market/medium food establishment. my rent is 1565.00 monthly, you can figure out the car brand that equates too on your own, but i would probably say a turbo neon. clueless, that is deep, you are deep..much deeper than stan rice or locke your deep like crude oil...no it wasn't sarcasm.it was trauma look at me crying..crying i tell you..crying out for a verb to better isolate your inner vastness and clarity your, enlightenment, but fuck that. i have a diploma from the commonwealth of Virginia. Spar? with what your superior verbage? i am no hard up housewife mr. lips that shit wont cut it with me. by the way the four car payment thing was just bait to prove once again how a drowning man will grab anything and anyone they can to survive if i told you my cock was actually a rainbow would you follow it?. stick around i'll give you even more ammo..how do you like them apples? does it frighten you someone with enough curiosity about life could educate themselves in a public library in such a way, as to make the truly gifted as yourself look puffed. naw. some do it for free, some do it for their parents hard earned pennies, but you, you did it for mum..what a fine young lad..fit and proper, and no fool, a teacher folks look at him go, a teacher.
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| Re: a comment on Icarus up by horus8 |
16-Dec-02/5:37 PM |
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when i refer to feelings on any level i'm being sarcastic. don't concede on my behalf mr. poetry go back and read..nothings been deleted..and passions? you are a fucking sick man, for insinuating the sheer irony of it all..i searched..i went..i have lost all feeling in my extremities..i choose death by stereo. thanks here you try asshole...http://www.geocities.com/aimees00/t
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| Re: a comment on Days by Katie |
16-Dec-02/5:29 PM |
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| Re: Cecelia by Nicholas Monson |
16-Dec-02/5:16 PM |
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enticing and full of 'an' humble understanding of nature and love. but can you pass a grape without digesting it..now that..in that..for that..is the meaning of life and love...looking good doing it also helps alot too..
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