Words, we need to hear
by But whats my name
Falsely, lovers work.
Birds fairly catch an angel.
Perfumed blossom works.
by Haiku for You
Tepid, small heat lurks.
Summer wastes fearing hatred.
Perhaps, tarmac walks.
by Taro Tamagochi
If I could go back
And change one thing from my past
I'd pick conception
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
I often wonder
smart people putting us on
or imbeciles mean it
*
take out my planner
big note to self ~ tomorrow
be spontaneous
by angel and u know it
With blind conviction
We see the thing we love most
With unseeing eyes
*
Obsessive, certain
Our fixation unheeding
All common sense gone
by William Nippress
Have you read this lot?
For gods sake write something good
It
by Engage brain before typing of But whats my name
Trekki question one.
Who do you prefer, James Kirk
or Jean-Luc Picard?
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
ever get the feel
that you being told "get lost"
or being ignored ??
hmm
well..
all i gotta say is..
na na na na na
your daddy's an alcoholic..and
momma's on welfare ..
by down to your level
For a friend upon dropping her phone in the toilet:
Crystal with her phone
Holds the poo-poo to her face
Hello there, Feces?
by Somethingunique8 of Springfield, MO
devours all things
final arguments chosen
on top the altar
by gigue
Thy tea is bad
Oh bright demon
But for tea we are glad
by Floating Leaf
you supply me with sum
I'll gratefully give summ back
1 + 1 is 2
by batman
graphic depictions
cinematic viloence
Theatre Salon
by Grand Guignol
Some were bad some good
Some of my past works attacked
Why castigated?
by But what
waterloo sunset .
i die because i'm living . . .
oh! god! it's Kinky!
by quicksand peace of Worm Hole
a pork chop sandwich
with coleslaw and apple sauce
now that's good eaten'
by crimson mind of phx, az
poor miller's daughter
the straw must be turned into gold
guess my name he sang
by Rumplestiltskin
No criticism
Writing under pseudonyms
Some of my best work
by But what
traces of death..grim
BANNED form my video store
prob-bly for the best
by I have a nice butt :)
Brent: what do we care?
Scarlett: Fiddle- dee- dee, war
Rhett :Frankly my dear....
by with the wind
Je vais, Tu vas, Il/
Elle/On va, Nous allons, Vous
Allez, Ils/elles vont.
by Phlegmée
Eating much funghi
I see rainbow-halo'ed moon
And green face-flowers.
by Phlegmy of Hallucination
Play the game of life?
Some say the dice are loaded;
my dice say 'Boggle'
by chessbored of square pegs and round holes
So my darling wife
has both sets of keys with her;
locked in my own home
by chessbored of duh
my word about it
will remain alone, withdrawl
sleep, I pray for hand
by too tired
firefox proactive
try : bookmarks, manage bookmarks
file, export, save in
by ash
Hey, thanks Firefox!
You lost all of my bookmarks
for the sixth time
by chessbored of : (
Iron filings and
Some lashings of glue will make
Bald men magnetic
by An Alumnus of Manc
cynic: a man who
when he smells flowers, starts to
look for a coffin
by Crimson Mind of Phx, AZ
breathe the words that burn
thoughts that do with fire glow
bleed white hot water
by gigue
drinking beer is good
drinking more beer is better
you're getting cuter
by where you at
rain stops beating down
clam winds taste natures wisp
puddles vaporize
by to real men
the delusion peaks
allowing flow over to there
surrender music
by 8888888
My Tormented heart
She loves me she loves me not
I
by Real men do cry
silly delusion
but the touch here is real ..mine
safe as a dream ..safe
by silent lucidity
smell deeply ,leaves
quiet boredom and sweet need
steady of love ..heart
by she
There on the island
Amazing show in the sky
Mushrooms effective
by Janis
eject in a stream
pompous, oratorical
spitting out quiver
by gigue
get over yourself
it's meant in the nicest way
down form your fences
by joker is the only fool
Wayeb' comes take heed
portals open, boundaries gone
ward off the evil
by gigue
Iron cross valor old
once was good now sinister
unless black to red
by gigue
it's disconcerting
old folks used to seem older
then i became one
by ash
Flaming lips sounds like
a vaginal infection;
but less aesthetic
by chessbored of .
thunderstorm on me
electricity in the air
my fingers tingle
by gigue
Flaming lips concert
Cut short by stupid planning
Fun interrupted
by Janis of Toronto
A life given up
What cost, How much will you pay?
You don
by Full time carer
Staring out at clouds
My spirit soars high above
Free for a short while
by William Nippress
Saw a broken branch
Looked so sad it made me cry
I am treemendus
by William Nippress
It is perverted
Do not ride a bicycle
Without a saddle
by Major bumsore
