Poemranker [Poem: i won't] [by elizabethann] Thu Nov 21 10:41:14 PST 2024

they told us to remember september. they asked us to pray. they begged us to cry. i didn't. images of people jumping from inferno above, not below. we heard their bodies hit the ground they didn't want us to forget the sound. a human jumping from one hundred stories up was fodder for their specials. i couldn't mourn something that was just another headline. we had mixed emotions and not a soul to help. i ignored my pain i guess it was too hard for everyone else. they still run the specials reminding us of pain we try to forget and i won't shed a tear.

[n/a] ==Doylum @ 62.64.218.20 | 9-Mar-03/3:13 PM | Reply

What is this about?

[n/a] elizabethann @ 64.12.96.139 > ==Doylum | 9-Mar-03/3:18 PM | Reply

It is about the events of September 11 and how I feel that it was turned into a publicity stunt.

[n/a] ==Doylum @ 62.64.218.20 > elizabethann | 9-Mar-03/3:19 PM | Reply

oh right thanks for clearing that up!

[n/a] ==Doylum @ 62.64.218.20 > ==Doylum | 9-Mar-03/3:51 PM | Reply

By the way sweet sweet Elizabeth did i mention that i've got a big black car
I'm a rich man Baby!

Hey now baby
get into my big black car
Hey now baby
get into my big black car
i wanna just show you
what power politics are
I'm a political man and i practice what i preach
I'm a political man and i practice what i preach
So don't deny me baby
not while your in my reach

[n/a] <~> @ 67.87.76.32 > ==Doylum | 9-Mar-03/5:11 PM | Reply

i take a brief sabbatical to attend to business, and this is how you repay me? you may have fooled ol' darcus--i know you have mucus to spare, right alongside all those lovely canned tetes i gave you for yer berthday last summer--wheelie d is just jealous because i spurned him one too many times, and now i see you chasing this little tightie? for shame, speedy d! for shame.

xo, z

[n/a] ==Doylum @ 62.64.215.254 > <~> | 10-Mar-03/6:25 AM | Reply

Dearest Grandma Speedy-nai, towards the end, regressed and thought that she was again that 18 year old winged wonder that so turned heads in the year of yester. Whenever they spoke to her she told all the boys to please stop flirting with her. We didn't say anything and let her enjoy her last few flights of happy befuddlement.

She didn't realize that she was in possession of dried up salty mucus, why would we hurt her by chopping her wings of extra comfort?

She is missed but I visit her and pooscat every day and place a wreath of skimmia japonica upon her mound whenever possible.

[3] lastobelus @ 217.226.19.245 > ==Doylum | 9-Mar-03/4:09 PM | Reply

sarcastic bastard :)

[5] deleted user @ 130.111.0.42 | 17-Mar-03/9:37 AM | Reply