Poemranker [Poem: route nine] [by Bill Z Bub] Wed Apr 17 20:34:06 PDT 2024

[10] god'swife @ 209.178.177.167 | 6-Dec-02/11:39 PM | Reply

Oh my God yes. Bring the last to lines back up. They belong there, common, that's the point after all. Make them common and humble, like you.

[n/a] deleted user @ 65.101.212.184 > god'swife | 7-Dec-02/9:20 AM | Reply

Oh yes, oh my god, no hold it, oh yes, there, oh god, oh my god, Oh MY god. OH MY GOD, yes, yes, Oh YES, OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Thank. I feel better now. I shall get to work.

[10] god'swife @ 209.179.135.198 > deleted user | 7-Dec-02/10:16 AM | Reply

Fuck you, leave me the fuck alone you stupid fuck. You never address me in any kind of constructive or even, dare I say it, mature manner. Your just a miserable lout, and I've lost all patience with you. What in the fuck do you care what i comment on his poems? Of course you will counter that you don't care, that you were just calling attention to my silly girlish remark, or that you were just teasing me. You make me feel so tredmendously sad, you have no idea.

I'm not sure who's fooling who
as I'm watching your decay
We both no you could deflate
A 7 hurricane
Seems like you and your tribe
decided you'd re-write the law
Segragate the Body from the Soul
Don't give me yours
but i'll still give you mine
I can look your God right in the eye.
I believe in defending what we could've stood for.
It seems in vogue
to be a closet mysogynist.

A change of course in our direction
A dash of truth
spread thinly like a flag.

Oh Zion
please remove your glove
dispel every trace
of his spoken word
that has lodged in my vortex
--oh but no
Messiahs need people
dying in their name
you could have spared me.

[n/a] poetandknowit @ 65.101.212.184 > god'swife | 7-Dec-02/10:25 AM | Reply

You are too funny. And I am far from mysogynist you goofy little girl. I am playful and enthralling and you are simply out of touch.

[10] god'swife @ 209.179.135.198 > poetandknowit | 7-Dec-02/10:30 AM | Reply

Out of touch with what? Your flippant uncaring manner? Your superiority? Your right to be cruel? Why can't you just leave me alone?

[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 131.111.8.103 > god'swife | 7-Dec-02/12:27 PM | Reply

Hey baby. How about you and me blow this joint and go back to my place for some coffee?

[10] god'swife @ 209.179.135.146 > -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. | 7-Dec-02/12:36 PM | Reply

I prefer tea if you don't mind, and littles cakes if it's no trouble. Promise me you're not just using me because your drunk or lonely. Even a glamourous bitch can be hurt and in need. I heard you get your honey from killer bees.

[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 131.111.8.96 > god'swife | 7-Dec-02/12:55 PM | Reply

I'm both drunk and lonely. Is 'tea' also a euphemism for sexual intercourse?

[10] god'swife @ 209.179.135.146 > -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. | 7-Dec-02/12:59 PM | Reply

When will I learn...

[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 131.111.8.103 > god'swife | 7-Dec-02/1:55 PM | Reply

Hey, I just thought that with you and poetandknowit having some rough times, you might need a shoulder to lean on. And some sexual intercourse. Just trying to help.

[10] god'swife @ 209.179.211.124 > -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. | 7-Dec-02/6:38 PM | Reply

A friend in need is a friend indeed, but I'm not the any-port-in-a-storm kind. Thanks for the offer, but I don't like the idea of an Angel no matter how Daek, picking the flesh off my dead dream. I'll just put her on the compost heap along with all the others; keep her little shoes in a box for a keepsake. See, you've already helped. Can I have a rain-check, just in case?

For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.
Romans 8:18.

[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 131.111.212.215 > god'swife | 7-Dec-02/10:55 PM | Reply

Sorry d00d, it's a one-time offer only.

[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 131.111.212.215 > -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. | 7-Dec-02/10:56 PM | Reply

Also, it should have been "an Angel=-, no matter how -=Dark_"

[n/a] poetandknowit @ 65.101.211.3 > god'swife | 8-Dec-02/10:04 AM | Reply

You reduce many subjects to their erotic foundations, find cock and tits in many a subtext, set yourself up through poetry and comments as a sexual object, and then cry foul (i.e. call me the lonely old bastard) when you are treated as such. It is a bore and makes me think you are merely a one-dimensional thinker.

[n/a] Bill Z Bub @ 24.112.224.232 > poetandknowit | 9-Dec-02/8:51 PM | Reply

I'm going to stay out of this one.

[10] god'swife @ 209.178.179.41 > poetandknowit | 9-Dec-02/10:52 PM | Reply

I am a classic Freudian it's true, but I also talk about many other things. My arguement is that either you are afraid to treat me as anything other than a sexual object or you simply don't know how. I have never 'cried foul' as you put it. I am frustrated by the way you ignore me as a serious writer. You supposedly never have the time to comment on my poetry in any constructive manner, but yet you have oodles of time to waste humiliating me. I have never called you a lonely old bastard. In your words I was just a sweet spot during a weak moment brought about by drink and an outcast feeling. It is too dangerous to look at me and see the woman I really am. It is you who are struggling to keep me one-dimensional. Now you are really reaching. I have never been, am not currently, and will never be a bore. You're just in deeper than you care to be.

[n/a] Bill Z Bub @ 24.112.224.232 > god'swife | 7-Dec-02/10:53 PM | Reply

Outwardly I may be humble, but deep inside I'm awash with arrogance. As all writers must be?

[10] god'swife @ 209.178.179.41 | 9-Dec-02/10:54 PM | Reply

Beautiful.

[9] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 | 15-Jan-03/8:29 PM | Reply

Another favorite of mine. Fucking rad.

[9] Bachus @ 24.126.113.154 | 4-Jun-03/4:01 PM | Reply

"deliberate hair" Good lord, help us from this poetic tyrant and his random noticing of deliberating hair.

Another must read.

[n/a] Bill Z Bub @ 24.112.224.232 > Bachus | 5-Jun-03/8:26 AM | Reply

Mining pyrite from salt, thats me. Soothing blisters of synthesis walk on alkaline locks. Huh?