'
by scott (dropped it on the floor)
"im margret thatcher"
dipping fingers in my wine
pool cue in his eye
by scott (out of the gene pool!)
poets need a muse
somehow we got stuck with mox
grandma has a cock
by scott
what's good without bad?
and what's bad without awful?
mox serves his purpose
by scott (i think mox is like gollum...not to give the ending away or anything...)
like flying through flack
mox grotesque haiku attack
man that guy is whack
by ash
i don't really think
moxie is human, just a
bot sending out spew
by k
moxie finally
committing suicide would
be a promise kept
by k
i hope moxie gets
run over by monster trucks
on a drunk rampage
by k of to scott: I know you're a nice guy...but there are limits..serious limits..welcoming moxie is one of them
there are two good things
come out of texas: whitley
and highway 40
by scott (next up: When Texans Attack!)
a quick moxie treat:
christ, suicide, anal sex
good in small doses
by scott (this is terribly wrong, but i almost hope he'll come back)
years go by waiting
for someone else to under-
stand....choked on beauty
by k
"silence blossoms like
tumors on our lips" Cohen
likes the song also
by k of Tori Amos Silent All These Years spells is out also
din of ecstasy?
din of silence is more apt
but whitley does help
by k of Chris Whitely plays some damn good blues
pink pills, baby smooth
slice the nuts, snip the hoses
vasectomy day
by Paver
Wave of emotion
cascades over me like stench
from a sulphur fart
by Bung Daddy
bung daddy mourns loss
can't figure out the site
christ, what a moron
by Anonymous Poet
the taxman cometh.
the lord giveth and taketh.
I merely posteth
by the fourth way of seattle
i love not working
i can spend vast amounts of
time hitting "refresh"
by k of BTW - fuck you Moxie
turned down again by
a focus group, reason was
i used to program
by k
i regret late nights
but only in the morning
rise, rinse, and repeat
(incidentally,
i love all my drunken friends
who call me at 2)
by scott, on a different note...hugs n' kisses
moxie has returned!
psychobabble is back!
did you take your meds?
by ap - my life is whole again
I welcome the rain
storms are so very sexy
need to end this drought
by A. Musing
i think rehashing
is a bad idea, moxie
please lay off the hash
by scott, because i care
well, like anything
if I keep rehashing
re-runs to the 700 club
might as well work at burger king
by Moxie
destroyer of words
the angel of death of thought
poetic a-bomb
by scott, introducing moxie (yes, it's re-run)
mox is biblical
right out the holy book
a plague of locusts
by scott, addressing the newbies (hope you ride this one out)
there are some people
telling me Christ is a sodomite
and making me want to
do myself in, AGAIN surprise
over Internet babble
as my friend cliff said,
PENGUIN TALK!
by Moxie
entropy returns
buildings crumble into dust
welcome back, moxie
by scott, it's about time
Hello you old birds
God bless you, but
where the heck is Ms. Rosewater?
by Moxie
like a naked lunch
back to and a little twisted
and waiting for Jack
by Moxie of woof woof
ich bin nicht sehr froh
by seb of 1st floor
sleep well fellow friends
for hours and untouched by
what's called CET
by seb of central europe
i am a fan of
peanut butter sandwiches
yum yum yum yum yum.
by seb of berlin
my grandfather is
a rather old man, baby
does that surprise you?
by Anonymous Poet
I mean, we're looking
down on Wayne's basement, only
that's not Wayne's basement.
by gArth of basement
...the ending is reached
before the"ah hah" climaxed
(sounds familiar,eh?)
by Vi A. Gra
my heavy eyelids
battle against gravity
after night duty
by ash
The only problem
with Haiku is that you just
get started and then
by Devo of Michigan
black licorice
no stars swirling deep within
night sky hard and wet
by Jim Cantore
The futur insn't what it used to be.
At least I think so.
by Mr.1051 of Canada
quick course in Chinese
thank you is " twen tee persent"
(Chinese waiter joke)
by Nu Lo
"someone thinks you are
wonderfully mysterious"
my fortune cookie
hey, lucky penny
you're the mysterious one
thank you for the smile
by
scott (yes, i got this verbatim)
2 AM phone call
my drunken friends want to know
"did you sleep with her?"
by scott...and no
fifty-six degrees!
strangest warm March confuses
teases New England
by not complaining though
Peter Greenaway?
that's another story though...
inventive genius
by A. Musing
call me old-fashioned
still a faithful U2 fan
(no picture needed)
by A. Musing
pleasantly surprised
ephemeral spirits pass by
pull upon my soul
by Penelope (Scott's s.a.)
circle the wagons
no one is gonna fix mine
i did the poodle
by Anonymous Poet
being delights in
being, the morning wraps me
steady as a flame
dreamt of falling in
a lawnmower where the blades
were made of taffy
by Anonymous Poet
Brush of sunlight...but
in gray drifts you gather round,
my indirection
finds direction out,
sun rises again, time to
fall through a dark swirl.
by Anonymous Poet
