soundless whisper, and
not knowing truely if it
will ever be heard

A spot on his nose,
Always brightened up my day,
Bless his little heart.

Henley on Thames sounds
So rich, it is and some more
I

Show no facial fear
But we see you as you are
Mortal fragile child

Watch the tough guys scream
As down they hurtle terror
on their frightened face

Thorpe Park ride queues three
hours long, picked the wrong day for
thrills, still had great time

Terminator hangs
Me upside down throws me at
the ground, mouth so dry

Dropping heart in mouth
Detonator slams me down
Floating in mid air

graduation bash
good time will be had by all
vegas...where it's at

don't know japanese,
but everyone is unlocked,
my job is done here.

I saw a t-shirt
"kick their ass and take their gas"
not true but funny

80 million spent
tax payers need to keep more
can I have some back?

administration
takes my money, hands it out
takes your money too

If none of these fit
Shut the fuck up, talk is cheap
Death is not, so choose

So life is worthless
Why stay bound to conformity
Let it be taken

soul calibur 2,
you leave my thumbs aching so,
but i cannot quit.

Hear them cry for their
Mothers as you take back what
is yours for ever

No value to life
They bemoan life so hard won
Take what they reject

Eternal silence
Come death, show yourself to these
who play at martyrs

isn't k-mart out of
business or am I just
confused cause
david duke turned himself in?

SHEILA HAS CRABS, HERPES THE
CLAP AND OTHER

Who is McFungo? Dare we ask?
Go to K-mart and buy me a shoe.
Alright then, off to bed.

funko of vegas=loser

be well, sex.f
and thanks mellie...
and, keep it Gonzo Rick

(it's time to let
the other poets, take over
and write real poems)

I do need to learn
to keep it in the form of
a haiku, you know

tell you, people can be
cruel but, can also realize
how wrong they are, repent
but it is an empty world
we just need more "love"
sarcasm aside, and so

hmm, well, react the
divorcees, dead end job people
whores...you get beat i guess

call it ritalin
and we can ignore the fact
that it's really speed

like you said by nick
a lot has to do with
being alone, isolated

a complete person wants
to live, perhaps these incomplete
ones terrify and remind others
of their own moments of doubt
and pain

ach, I don't really
need drugs to be this fucked up
twinkies do just fine

i bought ritalin
to snort from guys just like you
on my all nighters

erm, well, I think that
the guy with the nails in his hand
everyone else thinks I'm a jerk

I think I have a mixed
up faith thing, bisexuality and
ADHD all roled into one
where's my basket, just in case :)

self mutilation
because pain affirms life much
better than careers.

I don't know if
more tragedy would be so
cool, seems to me
to be unnecessary

anything please but
this day-to-day lethargy
the roots of Fight Club

a nuclear bomb
to break our complacency
life would have meaning

I wonder if we
went to Mordor, and threw
the ring into the volcano

what is this world we'd be saving?

the denial of the filth
becomes a hidden naked lunch
the heroin is the ring

frodo cannot throw in the volcano
till he slays his shadow

death is to not have
the ability to choose
suicide gives life

well, I'm not sure how
these selfish i wanna live
types work, but when they
have all they ever wanted
they usually realize how empty
they are...

live...you got something valuable

because we have the
choice to kill ourselves this makes
me happy at times

if suicide did
not exist I'd surely want
to kill myself then

the thought of suicide has given me
comfort many a hard night--so said
Nietzsche

Kerouac was a
Pisces, a sensitive, mood
passive person, trapped

I've come close to
jumping over the edge...
I think some of you say
go ahead and kill yourself
because you've had moments you'd
rather hide from yourself wondering what would it be like to have a broken body on the ground
would anyone notice?

if you work at it
you can fit those thoughts into
graceful haiku form

I'm a Scorpio,
like the man behind "ap"
hiding behind toughness
but actually hurting
I actually think I'd like him
in person, of course after
getting shot by him for real...
actually, I don't know about
New Hampshire guys myself

guys like to act so
tough, but here's the 45
you can go first, richard...

kill yourself...with a 45, as
in an old single of a billy joel
recording, over and over again

you can hear the piano man knocking in your minD!!!!

get out of my head, piano man
I don't have any tips for the 9
o clock, or a life, just let me drink
myself to death, shut up please!