hi adrian
nice poem
eat my shit

you r so gay its not funny
ya mum is so gay its not funny
your dad is so gay its not funny
you bigbrother is so gayits not funny

age is so gay its not funny

o yeh and duncan is a dumb shit

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I am really bored,
Why is there nothing to do?
Please help me someone.

my penis is as large as china
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in half and tie it into a little bow tie i also have
a brown bannana that has mold on it and smells like funky fish with rotten eggs

My name is duncan,
I'm a gay shit,
I like men to.

i am a dickface
with a vagina
you are a loser

eat me eat u
take me down if u can
thunder bomb
lighting sleep
lighting tornado

wo cho cho cho cho cho

last words (likely)...but
I just realized there are far more
important things than this

-_- -_- -_- -_- -_- -_- -_- -_-

age is gay lol ahahahahah

i take u to the candy shop
u get to suck my gillicock
the candy my gilicock

what are you a bunch
of "Republicans?", saying "seig heil bush?"
or are you poets?

tell me! I know I am
tell me what you will

words?

why don't you just add
another website, if you can
that promotes "free verse"

an idea? or I could
and thus understand the hassle
you could fuck with me

and give me a taste
of my own medicine
however, I think u just

WANT ME TO GO AWAY
dur

when asked to do what
others do not want, we would still
be in caves, fucking goats

and thinking the world
is flat and leviathan might
gobble up switzerland

we don't communicate
and you are probably not
the audience I should try

to obtain

I will take my poetry
somewhere else then
I am not a haikuist

Hey mox take a pill
Your poetry is too long
Jesus fucking christ

I hate poetry
I do not want to do more
Poetry is gay

Oh yes go baby
Put that back where it came from
You one horny bitch

i take you to the candy shop
i let you lick my lollypop
keep going to you hit the spot
oh baby dont you stop

there's people who get stuck
or attached in some way due
to some need to know

to find out, to push
to explore and expose, and
what does one do then?

my instincts tell me
that there are truths eyes can't see
synchronicity

I like your ideas
pondering, wandering, thoughts
like the waves seaward

very cool to the touch
hard to see, but this mist is
so calming to me

I believe in this
our "GOD" is far more complex
than even science

and far more complex
than all ancient books of old
like say the Bible

yet bits and pieces
can be sewn into a quilt
to cover your soul

there's a mirror
you can look into and see
the truth is right there

minds are connected
we see more of this lately
we all all just one

Whose religion is
the one's for eternal life
or destined for all

oh, I think the answer
is induvidual soul
not who you bow to

we boil down to one
this theory however implodes
with time line fractures

that is..although one
we all have different patterns
some are good some not

life is easier to live
when we see another's life
living in his/her plane

the balance of life
when a person steps out the
door to reality

to enjoy a drink
of water in itself, rain falls
on the just and you

know, not so...somehow
I feel most are between that
and r. c. sproul...:)

happen if you breath
you sin..just by twixt of life
inevitable

jerk in the sedan
mad you mad and cut you off
was you yesterday

fornicating girl
being a hussy like tramp
was you yesterday

or maybe not so
this makes you better somehow
never.. better learn

I see some on thrones
that don't deserve their toe licks
makes me cringe

then there are others
that are wise, kind and humble
from them I chose life

and then some I love
I watch, giggle and grow fond
I think very neat

the person who needs
to write has often to pay
for past sins, mistakes

survive nutjobs
him or her-self, the world's thoughts
disdain for new, fold

we all have dogmas
cs lewis calls "storge'"
from his book called the
"Four Loves" in which he

does say we human folks do
mistake love for those

old familiar things

to me modern libs
are the current stagnant in
our culture today

but you know I am
but the mad remnant of the
cold war was good mind

you, seig heil reagan
a charming bastard who um
trickle down? you know

I'll be waiting for
my unemployment check soon
where might I be no?

I am out of whack
but it feels like having to
measure up to some

perfect example
when all have fallen short in
the eyes of God, so

that striving itself
seems, unforgiving, evil
samsara, when it

is said, to let go
and let God, yet I can't just
let go, do you know

when you fuck up do
you decide to stop? or do
you move on yourself?

)o(

Man is dangerous
When he is out of balance
Not in Ying and yang
*
Most peoples simply
Seesaw between good and bad
Lack of self-control

nature of man is
both good and evil, but yet
fleeting with these times

the drugs do the feels
and the thoughts, as indifferent
domesticated house folks

dwell on in their tasks
clean, organize, etc, etc, etc...
domesticated

castrated

sounds like super fun
the smells alone attract
release of the mind

At Drumfest last night
People dance limbs akimbo
No style or control
*
Just self-expression
As the Senegal drummers
Made our hearts beat fast
*
Animalistic
Reacting not self conscious
Good to see freedom
*
Frightening to some
What could they do with training?
Watch out Fred Astaire

comes a time for change
when wind the blows and time laughs
at you or with you??

my weakness is that
I do not appreciate
what i do have, shame

dear mox you have much
friends happiness and great love
i don't understand

truth is if I keep
posting here the only one
I'm hurting is me

when i first came here
I had ideas, goals, then the
popularity contest

when that kicks in, folks
can see that as they may, by
getting away from

those voices who are
used to a person being
a certain way, drugs

I am responding
to people illogically (ok 8 syllables)
in a desperate

attempt, it shows from
people who could care less if
i were plowing snow

for a full time job
next week, drinking coffee and
going to church, here, I'd

still be "same old mox"
with the same this and that
change comes real hard for

all...