Re: a comment on Transformers "a higher, vaster, deeper meaning". by Bachus	12-Dec-02/12:13 AM
80cc's of air at between 33 and 66 ft. of salt water. I hold my breath because i'm a romantic; always expecting some happy ending. We had champagne and cake to celebrate. The flutes played Tchaikovsky's dance.
Re: a comment on alienheart by Bill Z Bub	12-Dec-02/12:06 AM
We each have work in the morning, otherwise he'd be here all night. He's warm, and big- tall I mean. He grew a beard for me. He loves me.
Re: a comment on alienheart by Bill Z Bub	12-Dec-02/12:02 AM
Oh yeah, television references, they're useless, that's my point. I went to a party about 5 years ago and everybody was taking t.v and movies. I said to someone, "whatever happened to the literary reference". They said "she left for better climes".
Re: a comment on alienheart by Bill Z Bub	11-Dec-02/11:58 PM
yes I'm drunk. No my lover just left. What was the next question?
Re: a comment on Transformers "a higher, vaster, deeper meaning". by Bachus	11-Dec-02/11:51 PM
I can hold my breath for 2 minutes. I can make an 80 last an hour and a half at 2atms.
Re: a comment on alienheart by Bill Z Bub	11-Dec-02/11:48 PM
Of course you do, that's my point . Who needs to see it on television?
Re: a comment on Transformers "a higher, vaster, deeper meaning". by Bachus	11-Dec-02/11:43 PM
but when were living half underwater, I'll use up less air than you.
Re: a comment on alienheart by Bill Z Bub	11-Dec-02/11:40 PM
do you know what kindness is? It was an episode once, on Andy Griffith. The new boy rolled into town, a jew poor thing, and nobody understood Hanukkah. Except of course Opie, he invited him to dinner. His Aunt made bitter greens and Barney brought fresh rolls from the neighborhood bakery. Everybody had a good laugh.
Re: alienheart by Bill Z Bub	11-Dec-02/11:33 PM
This poem is terrible. Get rid of the references. Are young men so really hard-up they'll fuck a-sexual green mini-beings?
Re: a comment on Sparks, until Sunvalley. by <{Baba^Yaga}>	11-Dec-02/4:41 PM
If I call you on my cellphone will you come out to save me? I'll be the little thing floating on a raft made of silcone implants (and they called Noah crazy). Would you PAKI would you brave the Tsunamis to come to my rescue ? Just think of the photo-op... Giant Journalist saves Petite Poetess from Drowning in an Ocean of Tears. accompanied by a picture of me standing on a chair my arms around your big neck. I had a boyfriend once who was 6'5" are you as tall as that?
Re: a comment on Xmas gifts list by lunar	11-Dec-02/3:41 PM
Oh my sweet sweet Mr. Longfellows, I was just giving out the only call I knew you could answer. The other route is inaccesible, buried under the mud of my dirty words mixed with tears you gave me, a landslide of emotions. You know I love you deeply, terribly. There are so many roads to you, and I want to travel them all. For know it's unseemly backroads of conflict. Kiss kiss.
Re: a comment on Xmas gifts list by lunar	11-Dec-02/2:29 PM
As well they should. For him: A key Wings Love For her: A map A tongue Hope So he can be free from the torment Unlock the cage of his mind Not suffer anymore. So she'll know which route to take Speak her mind. So she knows these feelings are not in vain. Just an example. Write it down on paer and play around with it. The material is there, you just have to design the pattern.
Re: a comment on Xmas gifts list by lunar	11-Dec-02/2:11 PM
Don't pay attention to him lunar, he thinks that giving anyone here praise somehow weakens the great poetry. I think your poem is transcendant. It speaks the truth quite clearly. I might structure it differently but so what. A map, a tongue, hope... these are some of the things every women needs in her arsenal. You know for years we had to steal them, and if someone like PAKI caught a glimpse of them in our Gucci purse, theyed burn us for witches. Now you know. Smiles to you from the birth place of Nixon.
Re: Sparks, until Sunvalley. by <{Baba^Yaga}>	11-Dec-02/12:52 PM
Can someone help me, I think that I'm lost here, lost in a place called America... I am crying now because of your poem and Mr. Foster's poem and talking with Andrea last night about her dead dad, and Joey asking me questions about how exactly did his father's head get bashed in, and how did it look and an articleIi just read about the decay of my homeland and everythings so overwhelming. Joey put on his band uniform last-night for a final fitting and he looked so dear with his little bowtie and cumberbund. He'll be 12 tomorrow and still doesn't understand what a frightening, pain-filled world this is. It's layers deep. I will cry for a few more minutes and then i must pluck up the courage to trudge ahead for your boy, for my boy, for me. I love your poem. The soft sweet part of you.
Re: For the boyfriend I don't have by ~incarnate~	11-Dec-02/11:29 AM
Alright dear this isn't half bad you just have to get rid of the things that make it sound childish. To kiss him is to surrender. To laugh with him, a lasting memory Blurred not by time. Vanishing like steam His hands on me Speak languages Only my soul knows. here I could spend eternity. good luck with the writing.
Re: a comment on stifled by crin	10-Dec-02/11:05 PM
"i held your breath" sounds like murder, especially when preceded by "nobody will ever know" and "now you won't hear..." Come on 'fess up, you did it.
Re: a comment on The yellow rose of California by INTRANSIT	10-Dec-02/5:31 PM
I love you Intransit, because your so gullible. Will you marry me??
Re: a comment on en el tiempo que era nina by daniella	10-Dec-02/5:29 PM
Si, mucho mas mejor. Quantos anos estudiastes? This poem is exceptionally beautiful.
Re: Untitled by ==Doylum	10-Dec-02/4:35 PM
I know what a nork is, it's a prentious 'poet', pretending to be a Northern Lad..
Re: stifled by crin	10-Dec-02/12:09 AM
Are you a serial killer? Is this a confession?