Comments byzodiac, 2601–2620 back, including replies. Only comments on poems

replying on The Unseen by cuddlytiger17 15 May 2004, 2:39 PM
Okay, look, I'm sorry for making fun of you in the past, and I've really not been trying to do that here. I do have some idea what it's like living in an abusive parental (or foster parental) situation, but cutting is a supremely awful way of dealing with it. And even if there is a real psychological disorder that compels people to mutilate their bodies, I can assure you that you don't have it. In fact, I don't think you really are a cutter (none of the people who've claimed to be on this site in the past have really been,) but whether you are or not it's a serious, crazy thing to be bandying around in this fashion. Buck up, kid. You'll be 18 and away from that house in no time - even though at this point I'm absolutely sure it feels like forever.
-zodiac
replying on In the Land of Bob by Bobjim 15 May 2004, 12:07 PM
Take a gander at http://tinyurl.com/2bwgx
replying on The Unseen by cuddlytiger17 15 May 2004, 12:04 PM
Perhaps what attracts you to cutting is that it is so sexy and it lets out the beauty thats hidden inside you. Let me ask you, do you look like this?

http://tinyurl.com/254qo

Or this?

http://tinyurl.com/3fxya

Or this?

http://tinyurl.com/39hgg
on The Unseen by cuddlytiger17 15 May 2004, 8:40 AM
You're a very naughty girl, cuddlytiger.
on Fear by Phalkon 14 May 2004, 6:16 AM
What do you mean by "my fears begin to forte"?

The most logical explanation I can come up with is that you're using some kind of obsolete olden verb meaning "to builde a [sofa cushion] fortresse." Is this the case?
replying on She Dreams of Yesterday by Phalkon 14 May 2004, 6:07 AM
Might I recommend one of these?

http://tinyurl.com/2f39x
on The Ballad of Fraser Allonby Q.C., Barrister-At-Law by wFraser Allonby Q.C.w 14 May 2004, 5:19 AM
Ace!
on untitled: dedicated to my soldier/husband by SweetJuliet10 14 May 2004, 4:39 AM
I read "my soldier/husband" as "my soldier and/or my husband". Am I to understand that you have your own soldier in addition to having a husband? How does that work, exactly? Is he an "Army of One"?

I suppose you might have meant "my soldier divided by my husband," but if you divide a soldier by a husband, what is the result? A bit of body armor, testosterone, and barely-concealed homoerotic tendencies over 1, I imagine.
on death makes me vain! by SweetJuliet10 14 May 2004, 4:28 AM
Hey, wow! I can tell your contribution to poemranker is going to be valuable and interesting! Except for the fact that you're going to leave in a week without even bothering to change your username to 'Deleted User' when you find your poems can't receive any 'constructive criticism' here.
replying on Domingos by candaliesa 14 May 2004, 3:34 AM
How about ABbACDBACDBbABCDDCB?
replying on She Dreams of Yesterday by Phalkon 14 May 2004, 3:31 AM
As usual, I have no idea what you're saying, Blindpoetry.
replying on The Nude by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 14 May 2004, 3:30 AM
Wow! Criticizing poems on the Worst list! What a great idea!
replying on The Blood-Stained Body by Phalkon 13 May 2004, 5:17 PM
Oh God! I've made a terrible blunder! I have to go now...
replying on She Dreams of Yesterday by Phalkon 13 May 2004, 5:15 PM
Hmm. No, my imagination still tells me you're a dork.
replying on The Blood-Stained Body by Phalkon 13 May 2004, 4:40 PM
And congratulations on writing a probability formula that isn't utter, utter bow'ls.
replying on The Blood-Stained Body by Phalkon 13 May 2004, 4:36 PM
Bow'ls. I suppose you're the sexual norm.
replying on The Blood-Stained Body by Phalkon 13 May 2004, 4:29 PM
I'm quoting a famous conservative American pundit. Who are you quoting?
replying on inverse square by ex0teric 13 May 2004, 4:22 PM
Or perhaps that, in the spirit of Carawax's Dictum, the truth of a proposition may be measured by the peculiar resonance it causes in the hearer's buttocks.
on She Dreams of Yesterday by Phalkon 13 May 2004, 11:07 AM
"the days go on without her...and she dreams of yesterday" makes no sense.

"she's never had true love
she's never had a life
she's never had a family
she never had money
but she never had greed
and she dreams of yesterday" makes no sense.

"every day is dark and gloomy...and she dreams of yesterday" makes no sense.

"she believes in God
and an afterlife
but she dreams of yesterday" makes no sense.
replying on The Blood-Stained Body by Phalkon 13 May 2004, 9:11 AM
Well... you're gay, right?