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All teeth when not.

Member since 2001 · Posted 16 Mar 2002 · 7 comments

all twisted around myself wondering is he waiting for me? or should I still wait for him? prickly friendship, the beartrap mood, he has a temper like a pit bull, all sweet when right and all teeth when not; guess I'd better call him. 8.15.01 jv

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[5] anonymous 27-Aug-01/4:46 PM Reply

The last line contains an interesting bit of contradiction. I must say, the most striking part of this piece.

[5] nentwined 16-Mar-02/1:21 AM Reply

although I feel the moment you're describing, I don't feel you've encapsulated it as well as you could have. the flow is off, for me, too much like prose.

[n/a] deleted user 16-Mar-02/1:21 AM Reply

like the title, but the rest of the poem doesn't hold my interest.

[2] nrevatehtni 22-Apr-02/11:27 AM Reply

sucker

[5] nentwined 9-May-02/4:59 PM Reply

this sounds more like notes to yourself than a poem, though I appreciate the notes much. :)

[5] anonymous 10-May-02/11:01 AM Reply

Done-to-death subject matter, but above-average use of language, with impressive attention paid to those sharp consonant sounds in the middle lines. The author seems to have a developing talent.

[7] hoopoe 21-May-02/9:27 AM Reply

i like this