or write of the shimmering webs of icy rain how they fell in slivered sheets of wet of how it cloaked the milky sun and of muddy puddles and fwoggies and trailing cigar smoke wending its way through the streets and dells
sure. think of how the new skin heals over the burns.. the sterile environment the skin-grafts have to cultivate in, then the rhino-tough keloids that form above..
Now, now...you know that the pink tutu with rhinestones is only for SUPER-SPECIAL occasions. Put it away, or I won't buy you another one when you ruin it.
44 comments:
My sentiments exactly!
Wow how much shorter can you get? Did poetry do something nasty to you?
you can write prose too.
my fave to date.
wait no, that'd be the stoned one
or the blades
!@#$%^
it's ALL!
when;s your book coming out again?
kasamba- hee (again)
my favorite music station- i can try....
nah. weird day.
trixies- i understood what the word means...
flor- flattery will get you nowhere.
I DO NOT flatter!
and you know that.
:'( << or however you make an offended face
ANY face you make would be offensive
>; D
as in if your sick of poetry, write something else
oh
nah. just sick
flörsheim- I WAS F*************IN' KIDDDDDDDINGINGING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hello it wasn't an insult.
oh
touching..
i especially like the ending - the unexpected, subtle 'bah'..
beautiful.
raw talent...
Um, Poetry Dystopia?
Welcome to my world.
or write of the shimmering webs of icy rain
how they fell in slivered sheets of wet
of how it cloaked the milky sun
and of muddy puddles
and fwoggies
and trailing cigar smoke wending its way through the streets and dells
ewugfrqihrtihjthfigrenlkjklsn!
scheisse sj; too early to sleep.
Geez. Some people are in moods, aren't they? Touchy, touchy.
prgtzlw
oh when the comments, keep pouring in
oh, when the coumments keep pouring in
i am simply drowned in their number
oh when the comments keep pouring in.
(and in lieu of personalizing each response*:)
thanks y'all
* b/c i'm not focused enough o respond in-tell-igent-ly, due somefink is dancing in my brain.
drown??
dont boy.
here-- have a bathing suit and swim da rivah!
after you... and the three eyed fish.
you're on.
time & place?
when are you ready?
how's now?
i'm already in.
he water's great[ly full of toxic waste]
yum.
builds immunity quite nicely
whoa. never heard toxic burns refered to like that.
sure.
think of how the new skin heals over the burns..
the sterile environment the skin-grafts have to cultivate in, then the rhino-tough keloids that form above..
hmm... sounds fasinating...
i'll see it when i believe it.
(or is it visa versa?)
you first
s.J. said...
after you... and the three eyed fish.
1:55 PM
flör said...
you're on.
time & place?
:flör is majorly funcused at this point in time:
whatever.
im old, i know.
rewind?
reread past comments to see you said you'd jump first
visited to find some more inspiring poetry -
what i found was refreshing! lol
well thank ye very much.
ah, my old brain's caught up (see what happens when i dont sleep for one night?)
guess you went first this time; like glasses- i'm still debating with bathing suit to wear..
*which
not the pink tutu one.
..but it has such lovely rhinestones..
/whine
Now, now...you know that the pink tutu with rhinestones is only for SUPER-SPECIAL occasions. Put it away, or I won't buy you another one when you ruin it.
--Mom
eep
grumble.
fine.
wetsuit it is
(sj- please note I did not link to a um..well a pic like the skivvies one..)
(but i do have my eye on this for wakeboarding, that ok to post?)
thank you!
's fine with me.
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