ah. unrequited love. the unattainable. the longing. the despair. the consequences. have you seen that online site with painitng by schizophenics? gud stuff there.

ta h. i'm off to paint the room red.

that mother fucking son off a bitch earth fuck.fuck.you spineless fuck i demand you show the comment i just posted in response to your big fucking lecture. i spent the last t20 minutes writing that and if you dont show these good people my reply i will fucking go out of my weay to make sure your cowardly ass, is known as a fucking legless cunt! MOTHERFUCKER1DON'T EVER FUCKING USE MY WORDS AGAINST ME LIKE THAT AND THEN ZAP MY REPLY YOU FUCKINGT PIECE OF FUCKING TALENTLESS SPECULATION...my reply was beatiful and said alot about certain things, but no you can't have any real competition can you, just put your fucking two cents out there to taunt and then when i reply you fucking erase my comment. who in the fuck do you think you are. i don't give a fuck if yoiu're nentwined dude, i spent the better part of a half an hour writing that, just so you could erase it and make me look like an asshole and an irresponsible father. YOU BETTER HOPE I DON'T FIND OUT WHO YOU ARE FUCKER, cuz i will be glad to invest in paying you a visit you fucking spineless piece of shit. i fucking opened up and appologiuzed to you, and this is what i get.you asshole are n ot an earthwalker you are fucking anti everything that's beautiful..i can not believed you fucking did that.what a fucking crock..if i see you dude..EVER!i will gladly go to jail for the time i spend choking you blind got that. don't you fucking ever talk shit about my family, or my friendsn

i liked this, especially the 'spring' verse. that other guy used 'fuck' so many times in his uh, comment/tirade, nobody else has to for at least a week.

first off sweety bachus, is baba yaga, is horus 8, it's called being well rounded and style oriented, and the reason i was fucking cussing so much is because i don't appreciate spineless talentless cowards mentioning certain members of my family (my son micah) as being tortured and me as being homophobic if you like the song i'll send you a live acoustic version, just email horus8 an address.. okay okay.now i am going to take my family to the beach now, so that i can torture my son and put on my best homophobic posture, i have to laugh now of course cuz it's just so far from reality, but still my son is off limits to spineless lacklusters..who can't even control their weight let alone make an honest debate out of a topic.

your attempt went crash...boom...splat.

Notwithstanding Bachus's rather crazy tirade, I think, Baba-Yaga, that you have stored up some bad Poemranker kharma, especially in your acid comments on Memorybabe's poems. Therefore let me come to turn the wheel...when you stop recycling Tom Waits lyrics, you can start to berate others for their poetic failings.

I hope everyone who uses this site explodes. It's all your fault, horus8. You weren't content with being a peddler of vaguness under one name; you use at least 3 or 4 that I know of, and all that's happened since then is people are confused since they don't know who to desperately suck up to and who to smugly but ignorantly condemn. How is the Gentry supposed to command the Peasantry if there is not even a semblance of order? You are a cad, Sir. Moreover, you are a talentless cad. And as for you, 'christof', could there be anything worse than someone who one minute smugly and knowingly drops a name in lieu of actual criticism and then gushes over whatever the fuck pops up next on his screen? I think there could. However, it would just be what I have just described but with a poo on top. Good day to you, Sir.

keep on driving your ford across america sweety cuz your haikus are so important and stimulating, memory babe, memorybabe..you really have let me down...i hope you don't ever stop driving, we need more people like you looking for a life in a better place. i hope you find it...do me a favor pick up as many hitchhikers with scary bags that you possibly can. it's worth it. trust me. everyone! let's read memorybabes emotionally rewarding haikus. trust me they're way fucking worth it. if for any reason. what not to do..ever.

wow.. christ of..not withstanding the bachus tyrade? i am bachus you comprehending master of reading into things (i just finished one for you called gangbox, at gangbox.com under mp3, it's for you, the holy ghost, and ponchus pilot, enjoy) that bacchian tyrade was for earthtalker the queen of the uknseen..and for an encore, read why bachus want's to kill opie, then keep talking shit cuz i have all kinds of ' good stuff waiting for you too sweet cheeks..me and my 'team' are construing a great animated series, just for you guys, let me know if your balls have dropped yet so my animators can be anatomically accurate, thanks..anything else christoff? just let me know if i can help you with any thing anything at all, cuz i'm here for you young man...waiting.....you're gonna love it when it's done, and you're friend's will too...keep an eye out...i hope you have a stronger stomach then writing style, cuz this is really gonna piss you the fuck off...better buy a gun, or a faster keyboard..you're gonna need it. love your 'grandma dying forgotten in a retirement home getting mouth raped by paco the knee hung orderly'. prepare! p.s i'm just kidding, i really like you, if not love you...see my cross hanging between my ample powerful pectorial muscles, smile and hang well young man, hang like your mothers beef curtains...feel free to quote it all at the retirement home..loverboy....i will.

yeah..you're write d.a., have no fear my work is almost done here..i've just been using this site to get my rants on..then i cut and paste it all in a word file, chop, chop, chop it up edit the fuck out of it, and use the material for this top secret writng experiment, we've got shaved monkeys hooked up to more lab equipment than i care to describe(cuz i can't) the govs got my family held hostage until i finish, oh , by the way...they're onto you too..so lock the doors and bar the windows...don't let them get you under their thumb man..i haven't slept in two weeks and they've been feeding me lysergic acid dipped meal worms....plus this site is hardly the muse i wanted for creative inspiratiuon, but no ...they don't care...they just telepathically send me the agenda, and hold the straight blade to mothers jugular...i am so fucking scared, and traumatized...i don't think i'll last much longer..pray for me..please!

OK, horus8/bachus/baba yaga, you win, I can't be bothered with this split identity thing any more, you just keep on ranting in your clever/remedial way and I'll steer round it and maybe we'll both be happy. And Dark Angel - would you prefer that I hate everything equally? Surely one of the points of criticism is that you discuss a single poem on its merits rather than swaggering in with a predetermined persona dispensing shards of ill-formed and meretricious nonsense? And I said Tom Waits because that's exactly what it sounds like. Did you take exception to that comment because you don't know what I'm talking about?

has memorybabe's honor been restored! how benign..i guess i win the welcome back cotter pez dispenser..i will treasure it forever...good evening sir, i'm off to hunt down psuedo dark brown angels....while my nemises is slumbering....yes..when the cat's away the mice shall play...barry manilow jingles, and wine the goat cheese..baa..bah...silence ye goats! the trolls are afoot'. excuse me sir...i'm on a mission! my goats are udderly contemptuous..do forgive..ta

Bleeding hell, this has nothing to do with Memorybabe - I just thought that, while you might not like her poem very much, there was no need to be so brutal. Just who exactly do you think you are? But now I find out you think you're at least three people, and frankly I can't be arsed to deal with your semi-literate Roseanne Barr-like affectations.

but since we're here are you implying that my lyrics suggest a tom waitish sound...cuz i still do believe you have yet to even 'hear' the 'sound' que no? or have you heard it?. doubt that...so what your saying is that "it"(my song about a childs crush on ann sexton) 'sounds' like tom w. but without actually ever hearing it ..yet...fascinating?, and how long have you been capable of this mind expanding anomally...you sir are definitely a cad, and an evil telepathic midget cloner....i assure you if you heard the song waits would be the fifth name that mouth popped not the first...the first would probably be...more jeff buckly, or leonard cohen, but who's to say really..i never took the waits thing as an insult anyway...i just despise assumersa

So it is song lyrics? Well funny. I read that, I hear the rhythms, I hear the 'crash,boom,bam', the carnivals and lemonades and Doctors and it all sounds in my head like Tom Waits. It would be interesting to hear you actually sing it to pick up on the Buckley and Cohen slant.

I liked the poem. Especially, of course, the title and it's relation to the 2nd to last stanza. The comments are well-written, funny/scary and I wish I had just a smidgen of your talent for pulling things out of your ass. "Look mommy the entire L.A. philharmonic"! Hows baby^yaga feeling today. no more 104 temp?

Do you have this recorded? I think this poem went crash, boom, bam as well. It's average...a bit cheezy too...5

lobotamy?