are you trying to provoke
me man? it won't help your
problems much at all...
never does
by Mox
a self-righteous prick
claiming the moral high ground
his cliched queries
by sexually frustrated
so warm and pleasant
hoochie mamas display their
new easter assets
by sexually frustrated
pariah smokers
the summer smog approaches
thank you bloomberg
by sexually frustrated
nothing is open
even whores take the day off
to ease their conscience
by sexually frustrated
it's Easter sunday,
time for solemn rememberance,
and a candy binge.
by Cornea Pete
If you could end all
deaths in the world by murder
of one baby, could you?
by William Nippress
If we were all to choose
Which would win our honest vote?
Do we know ourselves?
by William Nippress
The struggle between
good and bad is eternal
to what advantage?
by William Nippress
My skin feels the wind
Long before I register
Just how cold I am
by William Nippress
How to impart words
Over which we wish to have
simple mastery
by William Nippress
When passion
by William Nippress
fuck me however you like
Im not fussy right now
depravity
by searle of seething internal rage
Old Hellenic days
Those ancient Greeks, they swung both ways
Sex with old Greeks phase
by Anonymous Poet
my future unknown,
waiting for devine vision,
venerable rank.
by Cornea Pete
all out of zoloft
my grasp on reality
tenuous at best
by sexually frustrated oh shit here come the demons in frilly white sequins
let's all free tibet
like, buddhists are so, like, "cool"
screw the iraqis
by sexually frustrated with naive placard waving hippies who hop on whatever bandwagon that passes by
those crazy leftists
if they can't be contrary
they don't want to live
by sexually frustrated
change enough diapers
and you realize what you are
a big bag of shit
by sexually frustrated
every fucking day
a rerun of time and space
linking night and dawn
by sexually frustrated
Toronto was trashed
last night by the Red Sox, and
blue jays, pitched when they
saw the red of their
sox and garciaparra
rituals won the day...
by Mox
America is
a young stepchild, crossed out by
war and seperate
mores, forces, minds
an ocean, "new world", new stuff
promised land puri
hoohah...King James ghosts
haunting Boston and New England
is a Cthulhu
by Mox
i can feel my fear
but i can also feel some
kind of building peace...
wth?
by mox
cheers william...I think
i might have liked Francis Bacon
too, those meat pics...
the pope on rye
by Mox
US and Britain
Two countries divided by
a common language
by William Nippress
An answer asked for
Is not a guarantee of truth
Questions are loaded
by William Nippress
Will the sky show me
A colour that she once wore
Nature
by William Nippress
The hourglass turned
Time passes with measured pace
grains of sand slowly
by William Nippress
To friends flat tonight
Eating real Indian food
Toilet rolls in fridge
by William Nippress
Media pressure
Questions legitimacy
Of occupation
by William Nippress
I suppose one could
Say it was flattering one
When ones work is filched
by William Nippress
Tolkien used to drink
in Oxford at the Eagle
and Child known as the
Bird and baby. Ill
Have a pint for you next time
I
by William Nippress
IP searcher would
Only be useful If I
Had been offended
by William Nippress
Tolkien used to drink
in Oxford at the Eagle
and Child known as the
Bird and baby. Ill
Have a pint for you next time
I
by William Nippress
29146, 29147, 29150, not mine
by William Nippress
end anticipation,
this nothing day is over,
no accomplishment.
by Cornea Pete
contact is so sparse,
someone's feeling abandoned,
but i don't know who.
by Cornea Pete
I feel helpless as
lonliness swallows me whole
I miss him so much.
by something rosie
listen to me whine,
i know you want to hear it,
my false pretensions.
by Cornea Pete
feeling pitiful,
am i so stuck on others,
my joy comes from them?
by Cornea Pete
driving to nowhere,
there is nothing else to do,
i feel so lonely.
by Cornea Pete
I crapped on a plate
tasted it cautiously
is very much like chinese take out
by searle of my nipples fell off
making eye contact with everyone
makes women nervous
makes men angry
makes me laugh
by searle of a different system of logic
parts of the self
all battling for domination
manic
by searle of i can see your fear
i used to call you beautiful butterfly
now i call you cunt
funny how love can change
by searle of far from that slut
past makes me angry
present makes me frustrated
future makes me withdraw
by searle of wandering around with painted erection
so many women
all so distant
they are shopping for men
people are products
by searle of frustrated with fashion and image
I see the shape of your boob
soft diffused tones
I want to touch you
by searle of of of of of of of of
she went down
We were under the stars
Curious people watching
by searle of lost in erotic memories
to all those folks who
collect sweaty sweater lint
OUTIES REALLY RULE!
by onjaysun (a conflict as old as man...ok, maybe not Adam))
