Web Society
Sadly this is what is wrong
We will never meet

Fearing rejection
He dare not put down his name
Predictable. No?

He takes this rout
Out of small hope for himself
This

Said

Overcome with his unrequited love for me, he tries to deny his true feelings by writing the opposite

If you read the one
Before you

Some words can be made
Serve on several levels
All at the same time

william has nothing else to do
nothing else in his life to fill the holes
torn asunder from lack of love, lack of friends,
hobbies, interests, just....posting incessantly on badhaiku and popping meds for his mental problems...fuck you
william....no one likes you you fucking asshole

Down the ages words
The French courts perfected it
Then we stole it back

Bouwulf started
Something that remains with us
Our love of good words

Simple minded, no?
I love playing with the words
Anglo-Saxons rule

Don

Zero hits the mark
Strange no bells or whistles sound
Only this to go

Bet you thought Oh no
One did that deliberate
Give you all a clue

Two to go there now
Hey they say two

Two to go there now
Hey they say two

Threes an odd number
With Wicker connotations
Christians love it too

Four times tables neat
But it

Five alive fore sure
Its been hard work all this time
Closer even yet

Closer to the score
Six is an even number
Then there

I hate to state eight
Fact now it

Caustic attributes
Push people away from you
Where they stand staring

Crucible of life
All the many goings on
Makes us skeptical

Uncoordinated
They

Drawn into the web
Unable to help themselves
Useless to deny

Half a dozen guys
Fascinated like rabbits
Watching a stoat dance

wankers rule the middle class
wankers own the higher
wankers use the lower for definition

Hard fought scrambling
Rendered unusable now
As a claim to fame

Bet you feel better
Around the crumbling edges
Of your existence

Treading over them
Softly so as not to wake
Those that had good times

Diabetic woes
On top of all ells you go
Hypoglysimic

dallis78@hotmail.com
dallis78@hotmail.com
dallis78@hotmail.com

not diabetic
although i can be quite sweet
if i'm not needled

i think that i may
never see, a poem as love-
ly as a free tree

....the way you arrange
things or ideas or thoughts
....are mind's creations
.
.
..(which may be subject to
....the laws on copyright)

.....it must be gangrene
for you to turn blue due to
..........diabetes, sir
.
.
.(which goes with old age)

...mox has mutated
into his most virulent
..form ever yet, yes

freezing winter day
unbelievably blue sky
matching my digits

so you're a jool fan ?
that might explain quite a lot
i knew you were crazed

Snow finds blue full spring.
Summer flusters huge arrows.
Spring clashes a hand.

Cross Pollinating Nasal Strips
A Bunny Out Ran A Mudslide
Copy Machines Get No Respect

Snow finds blue full spring.
Summer flusters huge arrows.
Spring clashes a hand.

what about those who
think either/or is foolish
bless Leonard Cohen...

the danger to go
from belief to belief some
part dies, and another?

springs up like a weed
or a plant, and what blossoms?
seeds for hope or hell?

fundamentalists
I don't know if these folks all
have violent thoughts

to contrast with a world that
is a "foe," to stick self in
a book, mind hidden

some do as guideline
others do as opiate
to escape from self

there's a social
ugliness that in tune can
create "beauty" tunes

that which makes the vase
work is the space in the vase
inside, like the ku...

i know i choose
to post the things i do here
the voices, contrast...

he wondered what I
was doing, clicked off fast and
why did I hide here...?

To see an ugly
Rosseau side of me that should
grow up and fear less?

the con lies to get
something base, puts his con to
an art, to get, crap

people close the doors
say they say nothing and go
on to talk rumors...

is this art or folks
that just have no life pushing
and feeding off others?