[whorefrost]

-a.bee.lands.on.my.knee.-
a.truck.screams.in.the.breeze.-
-a.computer.falls.in.a.pond.-
-from.the.hands.of.a.confused.man.-
-coffee.is.spillt.on.stone.-
-heat.destroys.mass.-
-empathy.becomes.a.tabo.o-
-prompting.derisory.sneers.-
-from.the.ironic.elite.-
-a.gilded.monogram.forehea.d-
-beams.the.sick.pulse.-
-amidst.insect.chatter.-
-and.blown-up.graves.-
-
l-ines.become.engaged-
t-elepathy.considered-
g-ravel.skin'd.knee-
p-ush.boots.thru.slush-
c-onstruct.a.wish-
t-o.pass.time-

[whorefrost]

ape eyes scream'd
she she wince'd
slow-motion dream
November 7 1984

her empty space
her cruel grin
her peeled eyes
statistical engagement

bland foreboding
dismissive chuckle
pregnant silence
academic static

October 4 1992
same static calm
white streets bled
the howling vortex
of technology and
bad outer space
movies

[Glice]

Here's mine. It's called 'pithy responses are bathing in woeful inaccuracies'


It's spelt existential



















Dolt.

[alyasa]

Realist epi-stratum
composition of prosaic minimalism.
textural license

[RdTv]

Epicurium's hardest journey was loathed with a passion
oh the hunger, the waste
your paper's largest yearning has been cloaked in fasion
how i ponder, how i make haste
self-styled with a pen among the heroes
backed by civic dissent, thirsting for a merit
i ran as Wilde's friend silenced by the echoes
i trudged with a livid expense, helped by the saarif
Fuck Epicurium, your passing came with my failure
Wilde's a fraud, disaster stews your being
i am not your hunger but your waste.

[!@#$%!]

Originally Posted by AssBlaster

Here's my poem:

I want to do laila doggy style.

ha ha. i used to hate your satanist obsessions but now i think you're just a funny motherfucker.

[HaydenAsche]

Originally Posted by AssBlaster

Here's my poem:

I want to do laila doggy style.

I get to join right? We can double team her.

[RdTv]

Lets see here: DP (double penetration), Statutory Rape, Underage Bisexualism....yep its the triad of love.

[HaydenAsche]

Hoo-Rah!

[!@#$%!]

i dont think it's statutory rape. the law rules on chronological age not on arrested development.

[noumenal]

Awesome. I have a man-crush on Ray Davies. Listening to that song now.

[atari 2600]

^i moved it to the slightly more appropriate Post a Poem You Love thread. (where i meant to put it in the first place) http://www.sonicyouth.com/gossip/sho...?t=2151&page=3

i'm not sure what my major malfunction is. i had kind of a bad day.

it probably has something to do with the anger overload i experienced earlier after hearing about those funeral protests. they started last year, but today was the first i had heard of them.

Blair & Bush are holding a joint press conference right now on CNN. The current question is "What mistakes do you regret most about Iraq?"

in the second Kerry-Bush debate, a question about political regrets was put to Bush &, if you remember, he said, "None."

[RdTv]

the full bleed ensues, time is roving about
dismayed by your own regret, eyes fall heavy
anulled, your need continues, in your prime not much to brag about
later stars bring in the very first undone string, your progeny stares ahead
tisk tisk butter and crumbs line your brain, the pity of it all
the sound of veering cars screeching about ring, along with the phone
all alone all alone, despondent, surging forth, in your fake dread

[alyasa]

surgical steel grooving flesh like;
red lines on canvas
soft, pliant, submissive, deleterious.
piquant glow, searching, testing
listless, restless eyes sheen
his cup overflows, scarlet pearls running
caressing smooth quivering skin, spilling streams
staccato rhythms pounding into murky blood
throbbing head, dripping fear, fingers fluttering
smearing hues of belligerence
incarnadine inkblot rorschach
crimson flies splatter in peaks and valleys
in ridges and creases
dirt, dust, filth, rotting thoughts
creep like sludge, pouring out
through cracks and tears
crevices of light, shelves that hold glass
jars; striated strips of meat
swirl endlessly like
whirlpools of decayed residue
emptying cages of sharp bone
muscle torn and ripped
into shreds and rags
into bounding rope
gleaming voids of empty screams
and empty eyes;
dead like autumn leaves.

[RdTv]

two brothers rush home, their honor is challenged
murky air stirs the facade of silence, walk like gentlemen
blisters and vitamin remedy, perhaps a sandswich later
cold labors have left you, warranting the singed paper
shifted in yet again, abhorence for the clues
seldom retreat finals, operatic carnivals
the turning leaf shrivels, three fold cords with dues
in your spectrum of impatience, you sat determined
in your lack of appreciation, you wasted in abundance
in your suffrage, you climbed into a vault of memories
wanting the answer you run, you run, you run, you run
the breaths fleeting and sparce, horse haired wind beats upon your brow
stares from the crowd of creatures, you deprive them of glory
turn the page and look away, turn the page and look away
your dwindling moments have landed in property's of others
what does it matter, as you rush home with your brother

[porkmarras]

And here's one that i just wrote 2 minutes ago:

Blah blah blah
blah? blah?..........eh? Blah?
blahblahblahblahblahblahblahblah.....blah
blah? blah? eh? EH? Blah!blah!blah! eh?Blah!!

blahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahbl ahblahblah

Blah!

Blah!

[alyasa]

Emoglyphics
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