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hell yeah dude
I remember that tape,
"Leaking Piss Bag"


shit that was a classic.
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 24, 2002 at 01:44:10 (PDT)


Well,I heard she does exist
and was the best singer they ever had
too bad about the bad case of cat box cancer,she caught
but when she used to hang her piss bag in the mic stand
it leaked causing the rats
which is how "Rat Acid" got its name!


!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ! !
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 24, 2002 at 01:33:34 (PDT)


God bless the fat white bitches
you bastard
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 24, 2002 at 01:23:45 (PDT)


it isnt the fault of the fat white bitches.
blame the men.
it their every anerexic-producing wish.
god bless the skinny folks, you chauvinistic pigs.
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, July 23, 2002 at 20:23:50 (PDT)


is'nt that a crock of shit

Bertha was never in the band rat acid
as far as I know she does not even exist and is a fictional stereo type of what happens to the anerexic barbie looking bitches over the years like every other
fat white bitch in ame rica
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, July 23, 2002 at 15:43:03 (PDT)


I heard bertha quit the band "Rat Acid" when the music store
repo-ed her bass on stage
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, July 23, 2002 at 15:21:23 (PDT)


now i watch your pain and laugh,
i kinda think u deserve it
for all the pain i got when sorry didnt make it batter for u either
so u thought the same thing as me,
sorry would make it alright
maybe u should have looked around,
when u tried what i did
trying so hard, to make the other person understand
u were really sorry dispite what u did
so u say in a sweet silky voice that i know u get
"im really sorry, i dont what i was thinking, i just kinda lost it"
do u get games played with u, like u did to me
did they give u hope and then took it all away
maybe now u know, i was sorry dispite what i did

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Just me
- Tuesday, July 23, 2002 at 14:22:17 (PDT)


whoa~! i always
suspected seizure chords as another manifestation
of the bertha/catbox incarnation...
now theres indisputable proof.
hmmm.
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, July 23, 2002 at 14:14:42 (PDT)


THE TASTE OF LIP

Hard to know where she starts
Hard to know where she ends
Sinking through the madrass
All the way down to China

Watching her hand climbing up the sheet
Decides not to help, but listen
To the arm's strange angle
Her dream slowly transforming
Into a dark stain 'round her eye

Doesn't wake her up
She'll rather eat from her sleep

No opposition
But the heat between bed and back
No sound
But her breath slowly taking off

---
The night broods in the room
Quietly hatching dreams
Between head and pillow
A big snake in a sand roof

Then Linnea wakes up and see the dark
Crouching in the corner, humming
To a song more serious
Than eyebrow and forehead
Evaluating a crouching death

She doesn't remember
If it was a dream or not

No opposition
But the heat between palm and fingers
No sound
But the REM slowly taking control

---
There's a tree darker than bass
It lifts the sky with its arms
So it won't press her too heavy on her chest
And it folds the night aside
So she won't be scared
---

The tongue knows its language
Her face grows together in a kiss
A morello ready to get eaten
Hit by the taste of her own lip

Linnea parts herself in pieces
Cries piecewise under the chair, the table
She cries under the staircase
And even in the chest of drawers
With a voice she doesn't recognize

Her mom arrives
Gathering pieces, hiding joinings

No opposition
But the heat between ear and ear
No sound
But her memory taking a walk

---
Some requests darker than bass
They sew her eyes together
And teach her to follow the mom by ear
Dreaming 'bout forgotten dust
Silence is so nice

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ego
- Tuesday, July 23, 2002 at 07:14:24 (PDT)


"Bleach Blonde Love Spell #13"
Posted by
Seizure Chords
"Bleach Blonde Love Spell #13"
by
Seizure Chords


Busted guitars like you did to my heart
you can't make the phone ring
wasted candles burnt in the night
listen to what death brings
whats in the way
will be torn apart
at the same time we bleed
together our minds will blend
and us will be all we need
CopyrightSEIZURECHORDS(C)2002
Seizure Chords can be e-mailed at none@none
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Seizure Chords
- Tuesday, July 23, 2002 at 01:56:11 (PDT)


The Re-Bertha of Rat Acid?

whooaa Hey

Here Kitty Kitty Kitty.
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Anonymous
- Monday, July 22, 2002 at 22:58:53 (PDT)


HEY! its the catbox/ratacid/bertha poet's rebirth!
Guess what goes around Does come around.
bad karma, bad bad karma.
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Anonymous
- Monday, July 22, 2002 at 22:40:07 (PDT)


"I Love You,You Crazy Bitch"

I love you,you crazy bitch
I love you so much I could die

I love you,you crazy bitch
so much I forgot the next line

I love you,you crazy bitch
uh-huh
I wanna make you mine

I love you,you crazy bitch
I tell ya I'm not lyin'

I love you you crazy bitch
all the fucking time

I love you I can't forget
what happened to my mind
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Johnny F.N. Hollywood
- Monday, July 22, 2002 at 15:56:45 (PDT)


Amazing what nonsense you can find in your drawers.
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Anonymous
- Monday, July 22, 2002 at 14:38:02 (PDT)


Happy Birthday to you
I love you forever, infinitly.




R.I.P.
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grandaughter
- Monday, July 22, 2002 at 14:14:58 (PDT)


gee, that was beautiful..almost brought a tear to my eye
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Anonymous
- Monday, July 22, 2002 at 10:39:48 (PDT)


"Where The Hell Did My Wife Go?"
by
Johnny Francis Nicolas Hollywood

Where the hell did my wife go?
She was just right here
looking fine kissing me
drinking miller beer

where the hell'd my wife go
my very lovely and talented fiancee
everything I could ever want yes dear
I love her more each time shes near
what a rotten game to play

Where the hell did my wife go?
She was just right here
looking fine kissing me
drinking miller beer

Copyright JohnnyF.N.Hollywood2002C

Poet Surprise Winner


Johnny Francis Nicolas Hollywood can be e-mailed at none@none
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WE LOVE YOU ALL!!!
- Monday, July 22, 2002 at 07:26:47 (PDT)


"I wish I was a Roofer" (REVISED)
by
Johnny Francis Nicolas Hollywood



"I wish I was a Roofer"

If I was a Roofer
I'd pray for rain
and just lay in bed with Shelly
all *THE LIVE LONG DAY!
then drink some beer
and play my guitars
and get up the next morning
and work until I see stars

If I was a roofer
I'd drive a corvette
with my honey Shelly right next to me
as close as I could get

If I was a roofer
I'd pray for rain
and just lay in bed
with Shelly all day,again
then drink some beer
and play my guitars
get up the next morning
work till I see stars

If I was a roofer
I'd drive a Ford truck
pasta red in color
profiling
like I give a fuck
I'd have the best hatchet
that could be found
kinda clean and shaved down

If I was a roofer
I'd pray for rain
and just lay in bed with Shelly
forever until the end
then drink some beers
and play my guitars
get up the next morning and go out and work
until I see stars.
Written by Johnny Francis Nicolas Hollywood

Poet Surprise Winner

CopyrightJohnnyF.N.Hollywood2002C
Johnny Francis Nicolas Hollywood can be e-mailed at none@none
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2 times over, its just bad luck
- Monday, July 22, 2002 at 07:14:45 (PDT)


"I wish I was a Roofer"
by
Johnny Francis Nicolas Hollywood



"I wish I was a Roofer"

If I was a roofer
I'd pray for rain
and just lay in bed with Shelly all day
then drink some beer
and play my guitars
and get up the next morning
and work until I see stars

If I was a roofer
I'd drive a corvette
with my honey Shelly right next to me
as close as I could get

If I was a roofer
I'd pray for rain
and just lay in bed
with Shelly all day,again
then drink some beer
and play my guitars
get up the next morning
work till I see stars

If I was a roofer
I'd drive a Ford truck
pasta red in color
profiling
like I give a fuck
I'd have the best hatchet
that could be found
kinda clean and shaved down

If I was a roofer
I'd pray for rain
and just lay in bed with Shelly
forever until the end
then drink some beers
and play my guitars
get up the next morning and go out and work
until I see stars.
Written by Johnny Francis Nicolas Hollywood

Poet Surprise Winner

CopyrightJohnnyF.N.Hollywood2002C
Johnny Francis Nicolas Hollywood can be e-mailed at none@none

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2times over its just bad luck
- Monday, July 22, 2002 at 07:11:52 (PDT)


cell phone cancer
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Anonymous
- Monday, July 22, 2002 at 06:52:19 (PDT)


love you so much it makes me sick
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Anonymous
- Monday, July 22, 2002 at 01:20:09 (PDT)


it was just
begging
to being made harmony with
amazing how the music just comes up
like that

somewhere in another place
maybe someday
there are definitions for
this feeling

I'm so tied
I knew it would'nt be long
just bring me sound from beyond the box

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Eve
- Sunday, July 21, 2002 at 21:49:12 (PDT)


Amen!
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Anonymous
- Sunday, July 21, 2002 at 21:33:29 (PDT)


yes, but no need for it to be on here twice
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Anonymous
- Sunday, July 21, 2002 at 19:22:50 (PDT)


cell phone cancer
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Anonymous
- Sunday, July 21, 2002 at 12:39:57 (PDT)


pretty good,pretty good.
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Anonymous
- Sunday, July 21, 2002 at 12:34:18 (PDT)


My Solitaire


All of these pieces of me, scattered on display,
For old friends and loved ones to mock at my self-destruction.
Torn Down
Broken in this misery, drowning myself in smoke filled dreams,
Hoping that tomorrow will be the past,
And that I can forget about today.
Sunrise only brings me pain followed by the dreaded darkness,
Silent tears keep me company
As the guilt and shame devour what little life is left of the battered Soul I once called my spirit.
Loneliness was never defined until now...
All eyes upon me.
As I fall from grace.
Mirror please let another face appear.
One of dignity, respect and kindness,
If those reflect a perfect image for all the world to see.
Dirty secrets, hidden acts,
Once in the closet behind a locked door,
All come spilling out before me,
And there is nothing I can do.
Alone... Alone now... perhaps forever...
True Fear.
This smile hides more pain than known by most,
Inside buried deep, still lies a heart begging for the chance to live.
A heart capable of so much love,
Never given the opportunity.
Running toward something unknown, unseen--
Searching for anything to cling to.
Nothingness surrounds me, holds me close,
Alas is my only friend.
Tragedy is far from over and thousands more lie ahead,
Waiting patiently in the distance, to strike when I am weak.
Changes occur each time a thought, a memory, a vision or a dream enters my mind.
I have been running this race forever,
Still I stand at the starting line.
Each mountain, each obstacle, each trial conquered,
Is battled by the judgment, torture, and mistreatment of those who surround me.
A constant reminder of the life I have chosen,
Or that you chose for me.
No one, not even you could understand how rejection has won,
All the misfortune cruelly inflicted upon me slowly turns your head and deafens your ears.
Am I now invisible to you?
Why can't you hear my cry?
Reality sometimes heals the broken wounds incapable of overlooking,
Or unable to put the past in the past, and let loss go.
Along comes a new strength and unseen power.
It’s amazing how prayer can bring me from my knees.
Look into your own eyes,
See that the ugliness is not inside me,
It simply is a reflection from you.
Watch, as dreams become believable,
Then suddenly without warning, fade into the devastating realization,
They do not exist.
And the once solid foundation now lies in ruins beneath your feet.
Every emotion ever felt, suddenly taken away....
Never to be given back.
Never to be felt again.
Hear the all the words, the broken promises and lies,
They killed the spirit,
The energy that once was me.
Now
Look into the future with only fear and self doubt,
All beliefs of love ripped from your beating heart.
Feel the agony of defeat,
Taste the bitterness of constant sorrow.
Lose peace of mind... lose peace itself.
Search helplessly to find the one inside unable to stand,
As nightmares become life.
Watch
As everything known to your heart and mind are taken away.
Forget pleasure, intensify the pain.
Live this everyday...
Everyday.
This is starting over...
This is failure and deceit...
This is losing your soul mate....
This is reality...
This is where I am...
This is where I'll always be without you...
This is loneliness
My fear...
This is
My solitaire .

Jennifer

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Jennifer
- Sunday, July 21, 2002 at 12:17:35 (PDT)


My Solitaire


All of these pieces of me, scattered on display,
For old friends and loved ones to mock at my self-destruction.
Torn Down
Broken in this misery, drowning myself in smoke filled dreams,
Hoping that tomorrow will be the past,
And that I can forget about today.
Sunrise only brings me pain followed by the dreaded darkness,
Silent tears keep me company
As the guilt and shame devour what little life is left of the battered Soul I once called my spirit.
Loneliness was never defined until now...
All eyes upon me.
As I fall from grace.
Mirror please let another face appear.
One of dignity, respect and kindness,
If those reflect a perfect image for all the world to see.
Dirty secrets, hidden acts,
Once in the closet behind a locked door,
All come spilling out before me,
And there is nothing I can do.
Alone... Alone now... perhaps forever...
True Fear.
This smile hides more pain than known by most,
Inside buried deep, still lies a heart begging for the chance to live.
A heart capable of so much love,
Never given the opportunity.
Running toward something unknown, unseen--
Searching for anything to cling to.
Nothingness surrounds me, holds me close,
Alas is my only friend.
Tragedy is far from over and thousands more lie ahead,
Waiting patiently in the distance, to strike when I am weak.
Changes occur each time a thought, a memory, a vision or a dream enters my mind.
I have been running this race forever,
Still I stand at the starting line.
Each mountain, each obstacle, each trial conquered,
Is battled by the judgment, torture, and mistreatment of those who surround me.
A constant reminder of the life I have chosen,
Or that you chose for me.
No one, not even you could understand how rejection has won,
All the misfortune cruelly inflicted upon me slowly turns your head and deafens your ears.
Am I now invisible to you?
Why can't you hear my cry?
Reality sometimes heals the broken wounds incapable of overlooking,
Or unable to put the past in the past, and let loss go.
Along comes a new strength and unseen power.
It’s amazing how prayer can bring me from my knees.
Look into your own eyes,
See that the ugliness is not inside me,
It simply is a reflection from you.
Watch, as dreams become believable,
Then suddenly without warning, fade into the devastating realization,
They do not exist.
And the once solid foundation now lies in ruins beneath your feet.
Every emotion ever felt, suddenly taken away....
Never to be given back.
Never to be felt again.
Hear the all the words, the broken promises and lies,
They killed the spirit,
The energy that once was me.
Now
Look into the future with only fear and self doubt,
All beliefs of love ripped from your beating heart.
Feel the agony of defeat,
Taste the bitterness of constant sorrow.
Lose peace of mind... lose peace itself.
Search helplessly to find the one inside unable to stand,
As nightmares become life.
Watch
As everything known to your heart and mind are taken away.
Forget pleasure, intensify the pain.
Live this everyday...
Everyday.
This is starting over...
This is failure and deceit...
This is losing your soul mate....
This is reality...
This is where I am...
This is where I'll always be without you...
This is loneliness
My fear...
This is
My solitaire .


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Jennifer
- Sunday, July 21, 2002 at 11:48:13 (PDT)


good luck then
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Anonymous
- Sunday, July 21, 2002 at 02:00:37 (PDT)


i hate Ampy
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Anonymous
- Saturday, July 20, 2002 at 23:13:42 (PDT)


I suppose it really is over.
I'll just pick up the shards
of whats left of my heart,
and move on.
I did'nt think you were
as stubborn as this.
I thought by now
we have made up and kissed.
I thought wrong, like I always did.
Sorry did'nt make anything better.
All I can do now is hope you have,
sweeter tomorrows than your yesturdays
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Cherry Poppins
- Saturday, July 20, 2002 at 14:44:40 (PDT)



Samantha
No one can hurt you now

R.I.P
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Eve
- Saturday, July 20, 2002 at 08:41:17 (PDT)


are we there yet?
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Anonymous
- Saturday, July 20, 2002 at 02:30:12 (PDT)


ask me about absinthe
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Anonymous
- Friday, July 19, 2002 at 22:12:52 (PDT)


she is better than him, you know.
at least she isnt cheating on you.

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Anonymous
- Friday, July 19, 2002 at 15:30:16 (PDT)


you know what's even worse? When you watch him fuck her..though a telescoping lens across their bedroom in another flat
half of me wanted to be her
the other half of me wanted to walk in on them and kill him

and the part of me that was left wanted to be WITH her
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Anonymous
- Thursday, July 18, 2002 at 21:51:18 (PDT)


i would never forget you!
i love you more than their are fish in the sea!
more than birds in the air!
lets run away together and make
beautiful babies
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Anonymous
- Thursday, July 18, 2002 at 21:38:11 (PDT)


Where did you forget me?
Was it climbing in the mountains,
Or swimming in the sea?
Were you riding on horseback,
Or scaling city walls?
Where did you lose me?
Was I left in a dark alley,
Or in an open graveyard?
Were you singing,
Or Dying?

I saw you. I remembered you.
I watched you climb, swim, ride with her.
I saw you sing to her.
I saw you die for her.

You may have died for her but she didn't see.

I did.
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Pins & Needles
- Thursday, July 18, 2002 at 19:50:18 (PDT)


I love anerexic blondes
bleach blondes
yeah
thats what I'm talking ab out

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Anonymous
- Thursday, July 18, 2002 at 17:32:53 (PDT)


if you were a roofer someone would snort you
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Anonymous
- Thursday, July 18, 2002 at 17:03:32 (PDT)


"I sure the hell did'nt mean it"

I did'nt mean to break up with you
when you told me your daddys a cop
I don't care about that
the pain in my heart don't stop
I really do love you
my minds one track and locked
you have to know its you
only you that I wanna
sure I love games
but this is for real
I wanna run with you somewhere
so far away from here
or maybe not
as long as your by my side
the rest of the world is stopped
you really are the best lovin'
I have ever got
and I did'nt really mean to break up with you
just cause your daddys a cop
which might be a good thing here cause
your everything to me
and my hearts just been robbed.
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Sammy davis nowhere
- Thursday, July 18, 2002 at 14:09:09 (PDT)


oh, fjarken
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Anonymous
- Thursday, July 18, 2002 at 11:24:35 (PDT)


the many aliases (alii?) of the many facets of your rotten personality
Seor Retchwell
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Anonymous
- Thursday, July 18, 2002 at 11:23:29 (PDT)


"I wish I was a Roofer"

If I was a roofer
I'd pray for rain
and just lay in bed with Shelly all day
then drink some beer
and play my guitars
and get up the next morning
and work until I see stars

If I was a roofer
I'd drive a corvette
with my honey Shelly right next to me
as close as I could get

If I was a roofer
I'd pray for rain
and just lay in bed
with Shelly all day,again
then drink some beer
and play my guitars
get up the next morning
work till I see stars

If I was a roofer
I'd drive a Ford truck
pasta red in color
profiling
like I give a fuck
I'd have the best hatchet
that could be found
kinda clean and shaved down

If I was a roofer
I'd pray for rain
and just lay in bed with Shelly
forever until the end
then drink some beers
and play my guitars
get up the next morning and go out and work
until I see stars.
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Johnny Francis Nicolas Hollywood
- Thursday, July 18, 2002 at 07:04:01 (PDT)


"A Battery of Tests" {featuring The Lesbian Minuete}

I wish I existed
but my heart would never listen
lost in a world of sickness
make my mind cripled
begging for forgivness
I wish I existed
come out of nowhere
live free
like the lies you believe

sacrafice expirment
spread the mind disease
I wish I existed
had some reasonable expirence

lets get down to bizness
am I just to damn excentric?
I wish I existed
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Johnny F.N. Hollywood
- Thursday, July 18, 2002 at 06:52:09 (PDT)


"The River"

Fat bitches on welfare
fat bitches on welfare

I got my welfare
I got my welfare
so I can tard right on over there
I's be picking up fat ugly white bitches
like leaving with them
up outta there

I got a homemaker
who needs squares
and fresh off the reservation
I found a glue sniffer and a grizzly bear


I got my welfare
I got my welfare
so I can tard right on over there
I's be picking up fat ugly white bitches
like leaving with them
away from there

I found a crack head
who looked kinda scarred
then a lumberjack
who had nowhere
nowhere
but she sure could drink
and just don't care

I got my welfare
I got my welfare
so I can tard right on over there
I's be picking up fat ugly white bitches
like leaving some of them
sitting right there

I found a home maker
that only needs squares
and fresh off the reservation
I got me a glue sniffer and a grizzly bear
and a herion addict
but I'd like to forget about her

I got my welfare
I got my welfare
so I can tard right on over there
I's be picking up fat ugly white bitches
like leading them away from there.
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Johnny Francis Nicolas Hollywood
- Thursday, July 18, 2002 at 06:43:48 (PDT)


"I Wanna Fuck You,and Kill Your Cat"

I wanna fuck you,and kill your cat
if this alams you
it's like that
both could get quite messy
depends on where we're at
I can see your upset now
I'll give you room in time
to reflect on it
I wanna fuck you X3 yeah
and kill your cat ssssssssss

I'd never hurt you
or make you feel closterphobic
I just wanna hold onto a dream that can't get any better than this
cats gotta go doh
I can tell you that
its coming in between our love
and thats as blues as it can get
so
I wanna fuck you and kill your cat
I really am sorry if this alarms you
but its like this
both could get quite messy
'pending on where we're at
I can see your upset now
I'll give you room in time to relect on it

I wanna fuck you X3
and kill your cat sss sss
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Johnny F.N. Hollywood
- Thursday, July 18, 2002 at 06:34:10 (PDT)


"I Love You"

Roberta,Roberta
my dream
in the dark you can still hear me fart
but I can't see that wart on your face
sneaky sneaky
I love you
while your husbands asleep
he's been my friend for years
thru weeds and beers
but its you that I wanna get friendly with
give me your sweet kiss
while your husbands asleep
when he wakes
our love will be done
your may carry my aborted son
to give to the state
but our love won't stop
and your husband might not
want to sleep there in the wet s pot.
............................
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Bob
- Thursday, July 18, 2002 at 01:06:17 (PDT)


LMAO
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, July 16, 2002 at 11:28:51 (PDT)


A Sweet Ass Deal
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Johnny Francis Nicolas Hollywood
- Tuesday, July 16, 2002 at 07:11:29 (PDT)


I think its a good deal !!!
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Seizure Chords
- Tuesday, July 16, 2002 at 07:10:02 (PDT)


"My Last and Final Offer"

I will lick Robbins ass for thirteen days
if she would just stare across a cup of coffee at me
and not say anythi ng.
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Johnny Francis Nicolas Hollywood
- Tuesday, July 16, 2002 at 07:07:07 (PDT)


GROW UP

Don't make me throw up with your cliches'

Don't make us listed to your relentess whines.

Take a running dive up the Popes ass.

Just grow up and leave the four of us alone.

You are not an ass-hole, but the whole-ass.


GROW UP!!!!!!














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Sickofyoufucka
- Tuesday, July 16, 2002 at 04:32:45 (PDT)


"i do both jay and jane"
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Anonymous
- Monday, July 15, 2002 at 13:25:46 (PDT)


I kissed a girl
it was nice
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Anonymous
- Monday, July 15, 2002 at 12:30:44 (PDT)


Don't feel special
I didn't do anything because of you
It was for my own sustenance
I needed something and you were easy to find

Don't act this way
Don't act like I carry something of yours
I have nothing for you go ask someone else
Yes - someone else took it from me
They stole it along with you

Whether I wanted it or not is inconsequential
And I already tookwhat I wanted from you

You and I as "We" may be dead,
But cancer was not the killer.
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Pins & Needles
- Monday, July 15, 2002 at 08:50:35 (PDT)


tsk tsk
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Anonymous
- Monday, July 15, 2002 at 08:11:27 (PDT)


no, the kind you get at Disney World, you joyless chip-on-the-shoulder.
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Anonymous
- Monday, July 15, 2002 at 08:08:16 (PDT)


"God Bless Me"

You mean that dirt cheap generic cardboard chemical tasting shit thats not made from real milk or ice,that the welfare mothers feed thier kids when they are'nt eating ketchup soup and sticks of marg erine?


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Johnny Rotten Bastard Hollywood
- Monday, July 15, 2002 at 04:39:57 (PDT)


ice cream sandwich= almost as good as kissing you
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Anonymous
- Sunday, July 14, 2002 at 20:46:30 (PDT)


"A Love Song"

The microphone
stands alone
silver steel livewire
so far away from the overflowing grave
of useless memoriable parts
The heart brutally ripped out of the blood red S.G.
tones bleed into tones
screaming shes all I think
voice amplfication sacrafices inside of every thing
the only one in existance
shocked the electricuting fuck
right out of me when she kissed me
not once
my minds blind
never again mine
wire cutters against glowing tu bes
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Johnny The Infamous Hollywood
- Sunday, July 14, 2002 at 02:13:22 (PDT)


I love Linda
-------------
Anonymous
- Saturday, July 13, 2002 at 17:35:40 (PDT)


OVER YOU ?

No. Shall I ever be free from the memories, I don't
know. The tears I have shed. The moments I have been
stirred from my sleep to feel your breath on my skin,
only to find you are a memory. The fleeting thoughts
of you fill my brain. It is insanity in it's purest
form. An obsession perhaps, but still you are here.
I see you from afar when you are not aware. I see the
outline of your strong jar, the steel-stare in your eyes. Are you thinking, feeling the same as I ? I think not. Still I long for you. You have left an indelible mark on my heart, it will never love the same, never with such intensity as an inferno. My thoughts will never be left alone, only to be tortured
by my memories of you, or us. I bid you goodbye for now my lost love. Keep yourself safe and well. For I adore th e.


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Shattered-Heart
- Saturday, July 13, 2002 at 11:52:10 (PDT)


But no-one wants a song about Alice and everything
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, July 12, 2002 at 19:34:41 (PDT)


go ask alice
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, July 12, 2002 at 13:55:46 (PDT)


and dirty underwear you found in a Denny's bathroom on Interstate 10
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, July 12, 2002 at 13:26:28 (PDT)


Done

now that your in checkmate
its a small world
made from dirty water
the pawns
you sacrafice mean nothing
to your cold heart
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, July 12, 2002 at 09:52:57 (PDT)


playing house
oh, man
I love scented markers
she is the ice cream aisle
goddess
the "I can take care of him" feeling at the age of three

you're in everything I've wanted to say
just make a move
*please*
-------------
Eve
- Thursday, July 11, 2002 at 22:22:21 (PDT)


silverfish sunday

acid streaked eyes and unbelievable lies


-------------
Anonymous
- Thursday, July 11, 2002 at 19:17:35 (PDT)






Tech support




-------------
Anonymous
- Thursday, July 11, 2002 at 14:47:45 (PDT)


and then the doctor said,
" Ok, its my turn to cough."
-------------
hahaha
- Thursday, July 11, 2002 at 14:38:51 (PDT)


and then I said,
"Yeah, we need la ndscapers."

-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 10, 2002 at 23:07:23 (PDT)


uh oh
better get mayco
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 10, 2002 at 22:55:34 (PDT)


"Sand Paper"
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 10, 2002 at 22:53:47 (PDT)


you gotta draw the line somewhere
I mean who decides what is and what is'nt
there must be a limit
fresh happiness yeah
but a swollen rust hole that bites
I'm gonna have to pu ke
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 10, 2002 at 22:52:35 (PDT)


pussies are such wonderful things
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 10, 2002 at 20:20:15 (PDT)


"Her Rust Hole"

every so often
there comes a time when
you gotta put the boat in the water

I took her out to the carwash
and we had a hell of a wet tarp party

I don't know how much it can hold
we're making cheese into mold
an ocean of black holes
warted milestones
her rust hole
it has no soul
made from the skin of the finest toads
why the health department won't close it down
I don't know
go whatever way you want to go
I'm taking the high road outta her rust hole
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Seizure Chords
- Wednesday, July 10, 2002 at 20:09:24 (PDT)


heh
preach it, cousin
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 10, 2002 at 19:48:55 (PDT)


what to do what to do
when the whole world wont
look at you
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 10, 2002 at 19:17:56 (PDT)


lets make that well done.

I wanna get up with you
only when you eat meat
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 10, 2002 at 17:02:44 (PDT)


im going to use "only when i eat meat" to every question from now on
what color are you eyes exactly?
only when i eat meat.
did you see what happened?
only when i eat meat.
what time is it?
only when i eat meat.
do you love me?
only when i eat meat.
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ratch
- Wednesday, July 10, 2002 at 15:16:08 (PDT)


"I Fell in Love with Satan"

I fell in love with satan
shes as fine as could be
someday it will be
only her and me

I fell in love with satan
shes all I'll ever need
if theres anything in her eyes
I'll know when she kisses on me

I fell in love with the devil
shes my only dream
all I can think about
oh she looks so sweet

I fell in love with satan
way to easily
I may have said the wrong things
that I sure the hell did'nt mean

I meant to say I love you
I love you more than any fucking thing
yeah thats what I m ean
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Seizure Chords
- Tuesday, July 09, 2002 at 14:55:25 (PDT)


im flying
-------------
Anonymous
- Tuesday, July 09, 2002 at 12:18:32 (PDT)


its all pointless now.
im just sorry.
for what?
well im sorry i wasted my first time on him.
if i wanted to waste four months,
i would have done it better.
like on some one who was around.
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Cherry Poppins
- Tuesday, July 09, 2002 at 11:49:19 (PDT)


wrong again
the retail value there is fifty bucks
and the whole point is that
a bleach blonde in the house
is much better than a heffer on the scales
or that the heffer can go to hell and dream
and the leopardskin tex mex bleach blonde operating the scales needs her moscocholli made special by me
with cheddar,motz,mottery jack and bacon.
slurp
-------------
.
- Tuesday, July 09, 2002 at 02:21:20 (PDT)


no 300 wont, but
a case of jacky D
and a carton of smokes might
-------------
Anonymous
- Tuesday, July 09, 2002 at 00:05:03 (PDT)


"new diet"


Its not a chicken dog I want
and its not fillet migion I need

slut muffin pussy milk
see I'm not crazy
I'm not talking to myself
the decsions are'nt always mine
with mr.penis as my navigator
dirt roads divide the distance
between her hot body and cold heart

my raw scabbed knees torn to bleed will prove
I do love something
even with the lights off

I'm a rock star for christs sakes
$300.00 is'nt gonna make me want that fat bitch
-------------
Johnny F.N. Hollywood
- Monday, July 08, 2002 at 22:12:51 (PDT)


you suck
-------------
Anonymous
- Monday, July 08, 2002 at 21:41:12 (PDT)


is it wrong to feel awful and old
when the boy who has loved you
and you have scorned
for more years than you care to count
gives up
and your old lover calls you
cruel and capable of destroying someones
ability to care for others
god i feel so damn old

-------------
Anonymous
- Monday, July 08, 2002 at 21:27:24 (PDT)


lifes a shiznet
-------------
Anonymous
- Monday, July 08, 2002 at 16:31:48 (PDT)


"Life Sucks"

I never thought of slut muffin
I never thought of the hottest tex mex sliding up and down me
I never thought of the bartender
except for those two times before
I looked into her unfair eyes
-------------
Anonymous
- Saturday, July 06, 2002 at 20:58:16 (PDT)


Revenge does taste sweet.
Especialy when its unexpected.
It was just as sweet as the blackberry bandy,
on his lips.
AHHH.......I feel better now.
Like I had my closure,
the last word to an argument.
And I dont feel as bad as i should.
My five second, spontaniouse moment of weakness.
Making me feel wanted and adored.
He leaned in from his 6'4" stature,
under the booming sparks in the sky,
and whispered in my ear "Kiss me",
not thinking twice I did.
But, does it count,if there was no tounge?
If he has the same name as my boyfriend??

-------------
Cherry Poppins
- Saturday, July 06, 2002 at 20:00:56 (PDT)


Oh, my gosh
HPc6578d printer ink cartridges are so f*cking cool
have you examined one lately?
amazing how science imitates the natural wonder of a pore

The surprise in
a newfound
hidden pocket
of a purse you've had for years
and macaroni salad sunday
*live long the serendipitous moments of
the easily amused*
-------------
Eve
- Friday, July 05, 2002 at 21:39:14 (PDT)


I still LOVE you.
Like the first of spring.
I miss you like an old friend
I want you like a close pal
Will you ever leave my mind?
I hope n ot.
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, July 05, 2002 at 21:35:56 (PDT)


oh, touch me
just lay your hands
wash over
what electricity can do

did you feel that?
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, July 05, 2002 at 20:14:46 (PDT)


"Prerequisite"

The family bible clearly states
that the lord shall have women,
Fat and forty is the prerequisite.

He was thinking Alicia Silverstone
or any generic bleach blonde
or cute big brown eyed Itialian
but the board decided on a tribute
to the biggie sized version of the hee haw girls.

So he crawled in a hole and no ones seen him since.
-------------
Elephant man
- Friday, July 05, 2002 at 14:13:20 (PDT)


and a very merry unbirthday to you
-------------
Anonymous
- Thursday, July 04, 2002 at 21:19:39 (PDT)


lick the donut
whorecop
-------------
Anonymous
- Thursday, July 04, 2002 at 14:21:34 (PDT)


hurray for America!
-------------
Anonymous
- Thursday, July 04, 2002 at 10:56:40 (PDT)


GOD BLESS THE USA
-------------
Anonymous
- Thursday, July 04, 2002 at 09:04:18 (PDT)


Oh yeah
you think thats bad

the only action I get is at funerals
-------------
Anonymous
- Thursday, July 04, 2002 at 06:28:06 (PDT)


Right now,I'd get back with my x-wife
for a big plate of gravy and bisciuts.

I got laid more when we was together anyway
it was'nt always with her
but I got laid more.
-------------
4TH of
- Thursday, July 04, 2002 at 06:27:01 (PDT)


Ok I have'nt told anybody this,but this chic has a magic pussy,
so
you lose...
sorry
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 03, 2002 at 23:10:17 (PDT)


but honey pie is the best ever ever ever
the things she does and says
so I really am begining to doubt your crazy statement
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 03, 2002 at 23:06:38 (PDT)


compared to ME
those bitches, and your harlot
are all canned dogfood

now learn some manners, and kneel when i command you
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 03, 2002 at 23:04:20 (PDT)


Compared to my honeypie
dem bitches is dog ugly
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 03, 2002 at 22:50:16 (PDT)


gee, that sure was fun
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 03, 2002 at 19:01:34 (PDT)


I have a fear of
New horizons

I want to believe the grass
is greener

but I can't make myself go
to the other side.

The days new sun shines
in my eyes

and I cower and turn back
to where i came

I might explore but only
within myself

I might wander but only
unconsciously

I might be a lover but
the lovee will never even know
-------------
Pins & Needles
- Wednesday, July 03, 2002 at 10:49:43 (PDT)


http://www.inm.de/people/alba/couture/

sad.
what if i want a shaved version?
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 03, 2002 at 10:42:37 (PDT)


"The River of Reasoning"


-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, July 03, 2002 at 05:02:58 (PDT)


"The River"

She's like an angel
and the poison is me
I create her stain
and use her to make my mind free
her body is heaven
wrapped around the devils seed
this could be love
this could be just what I need
you steal from the demon seed
I create the demon weed
in death
-------------
Johnny Fuck Her Faster Hollywood{The First)
- Wednesday, July 03, 2002 at 05:01:07 (PDT)


"Too elite for da screet"

On the warmest spring day
my contrabution to society
is helping the welfare receipants next door
dig thru the garbage in hopes of a better way of li fe
-------------
Johnny Fuck Her Faster Hollywood{The First)
- Wednesday, July 03, 2002 at 04:47:40 (PDT)


She's like an angel
and the poison is me
I create her stain
and use her to make my mind free
her body is heaven
wrapped around the devils seed
this could be love
this could be just what I need

-------------
Anonymous
- Tuesday, July 02, 2002 at 04:24:59 (PDT)


for hanky-panky!!!!!!
ooo eve, you vixen you!
-------------
Anonymous
- Monday, July 01, 2002 at 20:40:00 (PDT)


in the back of the planetarium
those seats with the perfect angles
-------------
Eve
- Monday, July 01, 2002 at 15:11:54 (PDT)


"My Favorite Ending"

Radation
silverfish eye shadow
high maintance hostage
plasma cancer
throwing money in the floor while shoplifting
looking thru the television
-------------
Seizure Chords
- Monday, July 01, 2002 at 14:24:09 (PDT)


ooooo dem needles!
.
..
.
and its all soo heroin chic!
.
..
...
..
.
blub
-------------
Anonymous
- Sunday, June 30, 2002 at 08:33:50 (PDT)


Winner Winner Winner


Jessica

no contest
-------------
Anonymous
- Sunday, June 30, 2002 at 05:28:24 (PDT)


"The River"

Old Style
ice cold corona
ice cold old style
sometimes MGD or Hienekin
milwakees best
sewer water busch
headache budwiser
frog piss draft
-------------
Johnny Commerical Hollywood
- Sunday, June 30, 2002 at 05:25:41 (PDT)


Old Style
ice cold corona
ice cold old style
sometimes MGD or Hienekin
milwakees best
sewer water busch
headache budwiser
frog piss draft
-------------
Anonymous
- Sunday, June 30, 2002 at 05:13:42 (PDT)


hot corona
-------------
Anonymous
- Saturday, June 29, 2002 at 13:38:56 (PDT)


and she doesnt come up for air
-------------
Anonymous
- Saturday, June 29, 2002 at 09:39:11 (PDT)


"Nobody Wins"

Shes like a wild camaro you can't tame or title
sure I could hold and ride her
but I could never keep her

-------------
Seizure Chords
- Saturday, June 29, 2002 at 05:41:34 (PDT)


"The River"
-------------
The River
- Saturday, June 29, 2002 at 04:49:44 (PDT)


The New Improved



"Honey Fucking Pie"

Honey fucking pie
my only reason why
theres only one answer
that is the answer
and with out that
I might as well dye
my heart black
with anti-suicide inspiration
doses
shes got more names than me
funny games
bring me back to it
another dose of inspiration
watch another dream just slip by
miles all thru my head
where do I sign for the ball and chain
I paid my dues till I'm insane
played guitars from the grave
all the way from midnight

I fucked the bride
all dressed in white
naked and wrapped in a flag

Its not the only wedding
I've been thrown out of
many hiccuping solo bar rags

its not just any winner I want
kiss that high goodbye
shes not coming back

I fucked the bride deep in the night
and like a ghost shes scarred my soul bad
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Seizure Chords
- Saturday, June 29, 2002 at 04:43:23 (PDT)


Witches candle light mind melt comic side
leaving the blues to Seizure Chords
seven solos into the devils dream angel whore
-------------
_
- Saturday, June 29, 2002 at 04:22:26 (PDT)


"I Love A Wet Mexican"
By Seizure Chords

I love a wet Mexican

-------------
+
- Saturday, June 29, 2002 at 04:19:48 (PDT)


"Moneys No Object"

Baby,If I do win the lottery,
I'm gonna have your snatch mounted on the wall
-------------
Seizure Chords
- Saturday, June 29, 2002 at 04:12:08 (PDT)


like a sundial yo
my compass said overload
seven solos later her memories overdose
-------------
Anonymous
- Saturday, June 29, 2002 at 04:06:16 (PDT)


in the shadow of her kisses
with her my hour glass
I can tell time with my penis CENSOR
like a sundial
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, June 28, 2002 at 13:33:02 (PDT)


how did I get so lucky
power of the mind
railroadtracks
chocolate giraffes
how breif it is
I still love the love
pennies sinking
took her own talent out on a drive-in date
the last ancillary
meaning nothing and everything all at once
a natural innocent high
to write and write
You are my ice cream isle
You are my ice cream isle
You are my ice cream isle

Does any other Piscean know what's happening up there?
It's lasted for about three weeks
the doorway's different
no curtains no obstructions
the windows are all
clear

to my last house brothers and sisters

-------------
Eve
- Thursday, June 27, 2002 at 19:46:15 (PDT)


he sang sweet oh, that night...
before the morning brought it's shameful light
and now i lay awake
wondering whom has my fate
in and out you breath my name
in and out you take away my pain
...everytime
-------------
emche
- Thursday, June 27, 2002 at 08:05:38 (PDT)


oooo and she's scintillating again!
god save the little people
..
.
yah
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, June 26, 2002 at 12:14:50 (PDT)


"The simple wonder of a child is a lifetime of wisdom in it's pureist form "-JC-
-------------
Subliminal Kid
- Wednesday, June 26, 2002 at 08:55:10 (PDT)


"The simple wonder of a child is a lifetime of wisdom in it's pureist fo rm"-JC-
-------------
Subliminal Kid
- Wednesday, June 26, 2002 at 08:54:26 (PDT)


Mad subliminal
(dont think about it to hard)
-------------
sunliminal
- Wednesday, June 26, 2002 at 06:57:06 (PDT)


Do you seek uncertainty or are you afraid of it?
Is pain the signal for your rebirth?
Have you reached a place where you can see the Crack in your Cosmic Egg?

Or are you comfortable in your cocoon?

Double Coupons. See Store for Details.
-------------
Brevity
- Tuesday, June 25, 2002 at 20:23:30 (PDT)


This, This is a
most hollow feeling
and what you just said?
well that has a most hollow
sound
feeling sound is never kosher



over the river and through the woods
to grandmothers house we go
but do not worry
for I am the wolf

-------------
Pretynd
- Tuesday, June 25, 2002 at 13:17:51 (PDT)


sometimes it all works out i guess.

but what do you do when the beast wrought golden
is slipping skidding towards
our city
this
time
-------------
Anonymous
- Tuesday, June 25, 2002 at 11:34:29 (PDT)


HipHop,
my only love
my wife, my boo
HipHop I love you
HipHop on my mind at night
My paper and pen fight
I lay back
and smoke my insight
under cold lamps of street lights
dont know if im livin right

looking at me
one could never tell
my eyes tell lies
my poetry i dispise as well
I live for HipHop
even though she makes my life hell

People say, my poetry is holding me
but I say
HipHop removes all the night
from my day

change my life if I could
I dont think so,
It's too late
my mind has long been astray

HipHop, Real HipHop,
kid she's been around
since the beggining of time
was around way back,
way back when rythm met ryhme
shes been with everyone who can controll
the right state of mind

but, to really understand
the, thoughts of poetry that travel,
from my paper to my pen through my hand,
one's brain has to be on the brink of going insain,
ones brain has to be on the same level of my pain,
one, has to hold the mind state to never hold HipHops name in vain,
the only way to understand where im coming from,
take your mind back to the time of the genius
John coltrain.

anyways, this is too long im going to cut it short.


-------------
Subliminal Kid
- Tuesday, June 25, 2002 at 08:15:10 (PDT)



and all the strings would bend and bleed
unto her a camaro-eth
super fine
-------------
Anonymous
- Tuesday, June 25, 2002 at 08:13:57 (PDT)



RAP
Rhythm
And
Poetry

-------------
Subliminal Kid
- Tuesday, June 25, 2002 at 07:29:37 (PDT)


ri-cho-chet
-------------
Anonymous
- Monday, June 24, 2002 at 13:56:51 (PDT)


written by myself years ago, some kind of prophetic voice from a past life, foreshadowing a future so like the past, yet with one of those plastic surgery operations the mob guys get so that no one will recognize them until it's too late:

Loving the Nuke

I'm loving the nuclear bomb
I'm loving the self-destruct
I'm loving a lonely woman
I'm loving the blood she sucks out of my heart

I'm loving the masochistic
I'm loving the fantastical realities
I'm loving the pain she brings me
I'm loving the drowning in a sea of love

Deeper and deeper I think of her plight
Cheaper and cheaper she sinks into distress
A dark empty soul aching for light
Bright saddened eyes crying for sight

I once loved the light of day
I once loved contented boredome
I once loved a lonely woman
I once loved emotion and fun, but the decision's been done

She's loving the ignorance
She's longing for innoncence
She's crying for reasons
She's only suspecting the t ruth
-------------
ratch
- Monday, June 24, 2002 at 08:26:03 (PDT)


"The Edited River"

Maybe I don't know what I meant
I said
all those clocks ago
burn these guitars
you in liquid ribbons
hot as fuck kisses
the rain in my heart don't stop
rusting chain memories of gold
wish until I'm blind with fantasy
so this means all I think
a reason to believe or even bleed
your the soul bride for every meaning
you know I wanna get with you
-------------
Anonymous
- Monday, June 24, 2002 at 06:08:46 (PDT)


that was AWSOME Seizure Chords, poetry of the reality, simply beutiful
-------------
Mad Hatter
- Sunday, June 23, 2002 at 17:55:35 (PDT)


It's amazing how they got you into that jar
Aunt Bea hasn't vacuumed since 1986
ever since you fell over

but I think you were in the puddin g
-------------
Anonymous
- Sunday, June 23, 2002 at 16:37:15 (PDT)


"The River"

Oh baby I don't know what I meant
I said
all those blondes ago
burn these guitars for the video
for your eyes
you in liquid ribbons
hot as fuck kisses
the rain in my heart don't stop
rusting chain memories of gold
wish until I'm blind with fantasy
so this means all I think
a reason to believe or even bleed
your the soul bride for every meaning
you know I wanna get up with you
wont you let me fix it
because the clock between us
is bigger than we thought
or could prepare for
this is mine
its about time
hell yeah
theres only one I wanna know
thats why I'm currently changing the flow.
-------------
Seizure Chords
- Sunday, June 23, 2002 at 04:15:47 (PDT)


the river

oh baby i dont know what i meant
i said
all those blondes ago
burn these guitars for the video
for your eyes
you in liquid ribbons
hot as fuck kisses
the rain in my heart don't stop
rusting chain memories of gold
wish until i'm blind with fantasy
so this means all i think
a reason to believe or even bleed
your the soul bride for every meaning
you know i wanna get up with you
wont you let me fix it
because the clock between us
is bigger than we thought
or could prepare for
this is mine
its about time
hell yeah
-------------
............
- Sunday, June 23, 2002 at 04:07:14 (PDT)


tutti colori
tutto amore
-------------
Anonymous
- Saturday, June 22, 2002 at 14:27:00 (PDT)


oh my God
she's in the lake
I know it

somebody find her
-------------
Eve
- Saturday, June 22, 2002 at 14:23:52 (PDT)


what about the best I had ever
ever
ever
-------------
Anonymous
- Saturday, June 22, 2002 at 03:35:56 (PDT)


what about heterophobes? did you ever think of that?
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, June 21, 2002 at 22:04:03 (PDT)


In which book by what crappy, thriving-on-assumption author
did it tell you
you got to tell me what to do?
presumption is the hole
like when I got hit in the tit by those metal clothing racks
the third day of march
(I still see stars)
your memory came rolling by
coffee granule end of the day
the irony in your decisions
in existance
the choice you made to stick with it
shock-surprise


you were every red light
*

-------------
since when did this stop being about the poetry
- Friday, June 21, 2002 at 22:02:13 (PDT)


Beutiful dreamer, wake to reality
beutiful dreamer, welcome back to this
starlight and dewdrops are only pain here
forget your simple dreams and relize harsh life
you will always be hurt and u will hurt worse back
beutiful dreamer, your dreams are so nice
but we in real life laugh and scorn at your thoughts of fairness
beutiful dreamer keep on dreaming because that will be the only thing to keep u sane here

-------------
Dragon-fly
- Friday, June 21, 2002 at 17:15:54 (PDT)


God save the Cat Box!!!
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, June 21, 2002 at 14:04:35 (PDT)


How many times have you died
How many times have you tried
From me your fear
You cannot hide

-------------
Subliminal Kid
- Friday, June 21, 2002 at 07:12:55 (PDT)


we dont need homophobes here.
go back to your hole
-------------
Anonymous
- Thursday, June 20, 2002 at 22:25:07 (PDT)


I think I'm going to vomit all over this keyboard. cut it out, folks
-------------
Anonymous
- Thursday, June 20, 2002 at 15:59:22 (PDT)


oh, okay, so just because I'm not a lesbian means that I'm not living for myself??
Who are you to assume that of me?
-------------
get off your box
- Thursday, June 20, 2002 at 15:56:09 (PDT)


most beautiful slut

Oh beautiful slut
the only love that I see
oh beautiful slut
I pray that it will always be you and me
Oh beautiful slut
I use all my best lines
only to bring you closer to me
Oh beautiful slut
don't forget about me
yummy
-------------
Anonymous
- Thursday, June 20, 2002 at 13:51:15 (PDT)


now *THAT* was uuncalled for.

ho hum
just another day
with the abho rsen
.
..
...
..
.
blub
.
. .
-------------
Anonymous
- Thursday, June 20, 2002 at 13:33:23 (PDT)


No eveie hon,thats not going to cut it
you gotta live for yourself
not let someone else do it for you
if you can't go out there
and dyke off with the big bulls
your not really down with
the cross-threaded lesbain mafia
then are you?

rosie o'donnel's waiting
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Anonymous
- Thursday, June 20, 2002 at 12:22:15 (PDT)


well..he's gay..does that count?
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E<3
- Thursday, June 20, 2002 at 12:09:12 (PDT)


"An Ode to the Beautiful Slut"

Oh beautiful slut
kisses sweeter than life
Oh beautiful slut
have you time to make my wife
Oh beautiful slut
I'll have to take you
once or twice
Oh beautiful slut
till death do us part
Oh beautiful slut
give me back my heart
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Anonymous
- Thursday, June 20, 2002 at 00:08:48 (PDT)


"Oh Beautiful Slut"

Oh beautiful slut
have you time to make my wife
Oh beautiful slut
I'll have to take you
once or twice
Oh beautiful slut
till death do us part
Oh beautiful slut
give me back my heart
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Anonymous
- Thursday, June 20, 2002 at 00:05:46 (PDT)


eve eve eve.
men blow.
become a le sbian!
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, June 18, 2002 at 20:32:52 (PDT)


Blockbuster sucks!!
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, June 18, 2002 at 03:10:46 (PDT)


that yucky feeling
the kind I get when I look at your photograph
drive around your neighborhood
disgusting secrets flooding
you just had to fill your ego's quota
when you made me feel bad to raise yourself up
I can't forget how really sick you are
how crazy you made me
I finally buried it all
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Eve
- Monday, June 17, 2002 at 18:50:43 (PDT)


I can't control myself
I think I'm asphyxiated
I can't control myself

I'm the gingerbread man.
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Pins & Needles
- Monday, June 17, 2002 at 13:52:30 (PDT)


2 4 6 8
who do we all really hate
stupid people stupid people
rah rah rah
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Anonymous
- Sunday, June 16, 2002 at 21:44:33 (PDT)


Honestly, the only balls I care about
are the ones on them
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Socc me
- Sunday, June 16, 2002 at 06:56:07 (PDT)


Catch me if you can


I'm the gingerbread man

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Pins & Needles
- Saturday, June 15, 2002 at 13:37:19 (PDT)


I love this string of anonimity..let's continue it, shall we??
I ran out of yellow today
and you
kinda....
ran out of guts
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Anonymous
- Friday, June 14, 2002 at 22:20:27 (PDT)


your a retard
4 r eal
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Anonymous
- Friday, June 14, 2002 at 00:20:47 (PDT)


...or something
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Anonymous
- Thursday, June 13, 2002 at 17:57:38 (PDT)


that's because you're tone deaf
someone save me from this microtone mis ery

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Anonymous
- Thursday, June 13, 2002 at 17:48:32 (PDT)


The Cat Box Poetry
back by popular demand

lets give 'em a big hand ladies and gentlemen
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Anonymous
- Thursday, June 13, 2002 at 13:57:59 (PDT)


are you going to blame the Republicans again?
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, June 12, 2002 at 08:18:49 (PDT)


whose fault is it this time??
-------------
Anonymous
- Tuesday, June 11, 2002 at 21:40:16 (PDT)


good to know
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, June 11, 2002 at 12:47:12 (PDT)


eidleweiss is a direct rip-off of
symphonyn number 9
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Anonymous
- Monday, June 10, 2002 at 19:54:22 (PDT)


I'm truly loving this
it's better than prime time tv

I say hang "Friends"
sitcoms make me want to blow chunks
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Anonymous
- Monday, June 10, 2002 at 19:21:42 (PDT)


sigh sigh sigh
stupid people give me hives
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Anonymous
- Monday, June 10, 2002 at 12:53:33 (PDT)


no but i like it
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snow roses
- Monday, June 10, 2002 at 06:44:06 (PDT)


so that makes you.....a dick?
-------------
Anonymous
- Sunday, June 09, 2002 at 12:16:36 (PDT)


yah, you moron, *WE* said you couldn t
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Anonymous
- Sunday, June 09, 2002 at 12:16:23 (PDT)


hey, your one of the assholes.
and an asshole that doesnt leave there name so,
that makes you a pussy too.
i never said i could wqrite and i never said i couldnt.
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snow roses
- Sunday, June 09, 2002 at 08:31:50 (PDT)


hey Misty Two-Lips--
are you in the last 10?
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Anonymous
- Saturday, June 08, 2002 at 22:49:21 (PDT)


Make a friend today, and make yourself happy. But in order to be happy, you have to have feelings in the first place. Do you know where you can get those? those feeling things? I went to the store and they laughed in my face, I went to the market and asked for a teaspoon. I didnt want much, just enough to understand, why people cry and why they laugh at all. Make a friend today, maybe you need feelings for those too!
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Anonymous
- Saturday, June 08, 2002 at 15:46:30 (PDT)


PEOPLE

MAKE LOVE NOT WAR, EVEN WITH YOUR WORD S.
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FATIMA~
- Saturday, June 08, 2002 at 12:26:58 (PDT)


i think you mean MAYBE 5 that can write.
and thats a big maybe. and the other 5 try.
then you get the assholes that make fun of it,
then there are the bored ones. but only like 10 people truely write
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Snow Roses
- Saturday, June 08, 2002 at 10:50:21 (PDT)


pff who are YOU trying to kid.
there are only maybe 5 people who come here.
the rest is subject to people so bored and pathetic
that they reply to themselves.
now go home
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Anonymous
- Saturday, June 08, 2002 at 10:39:44 (PDT)


I realize for the first time in my life
that I actually have problems expressing myself
getting my idea acrose to a person is sometime hard
for them looking at the way I deal with things
is like looking at a brick house as opposed
to simply looking at others brick
in their plan you must understand brick
but in mine it is the brick, the mortar, the way
it is built and how those designs work together
but yeah I need to tone things down to make
people understand my beliefs and thoughts
but then again I believe thats the problem
with the world, we continually want to fit codes, ethics, ways of life, and human nature into this one
little box that looks tidy and marketable.
but there never gonna do that to me
nope
(ho hum)
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Queen
- Saturday, June 08, 2002 at 02:21:06 (PDT)


I gave you my love, but most of all myself.
I fell completely into you, only to find out
that you are so very shallow, how did I fit?
Im letting you go and all your coward evilness
I will feel the pain, own my mistakes and go on.
But one day boy life will bust you right in the
balls...pity I won't be there to see it, but in
a sense I will know it. Oh and just remeber to keep
an eye on those nads.........got it?
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Fatima~
- Friday, June 07, 2002 at 16:56:32 (PDT)


where are you going?
to market to m arket...

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Anonymous
- Friday, June 07, 2002 at 16:27:42 (PDT)


hide it to the left
hide it to the right
these here tools you need
will be outta sight
hide your sock
deep in the night
your have your own plate?
thats not right
hide it down here
because its not what I like
move it move it move it
all around
your personal belongings
will be gone gone gone

high times at the hide and seek hootanany
hide your apathy if you still have any
your not going to find it
what ever it might be

dig thru your stuff
what do we see
nothing we want
but let us move it please
all your clothes
one morning will come up missing
and in four years
you'll find that deep fryer you forgot was missing
because its in the way
you little puppet shit
now dance the freedom dance you have nothing
MMMHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHA
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Anonymous
- Friday, June 07, 2002 at 13:54:27 (PDT)


even when it's bad, life is good

in the music
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Anonymous
- Friday, June 07, 2002 at 08:12:57 (PDT)


kinda like when
one leaves intensive care
another one comes in.
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lil ball buster
- Thursday, June 06, 2002 at 19:34:24 (PDT)


pins and needles
needles and pins
where one life ends
another begins
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, June 05, 2002 at 20:14:05 (PDT)


I am hanging
Like a spider
held by one leg
over the fire

hairs singeing
Flames tickling

I was tossed
into that fire
on that day

That day
that only I remember
Only I surrender
to you

But you
You and your whores
you and your self-worth
You left me nothing

But after what you did
I needed nothing
I was burned
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Pins & Needles
- Wednesday, June 05, 2002 at 11:38:47 (PDT)


Just bitching......



He did'nt kiss her that day,
it was the other way around.
She was just tryin' to get what she wants
and does'nt care who she hurts in the process.
And you can't be sorry,
when you did it willingly, knowing you'd be sorry.
Some people don't learn the first time they lose a friend,
to being a whore.
And obviously don't learn the other 6 either.
Then wanders why she is all alone,
'oh poor her'.
I can't pitty her.
Always tryin' to be the victim.
Half the shit she says is a lie.
I can't pitty him either.
"We smoked a lit of weed",
And " hormones out of control",
is a bullshit excuse.
Weed does'nt do that unless,
it's laced with Viagra.
I've smoked a lot of weed in my day,
and never dicked over
my bestfriend and boyfriend all in one shot.
Then again, I dont think the shit I smoked,
was laced with Viagra.
Makin' me look like an asshole,
when they come into work together.
And fuck me over, with out telling me.
Then act like nothing happened.
I'm so glad they did'nt wait 'till i had,
some sort of emotional attachment!
Just another shitty event to top off my...
life.
When that's all it has been,
my entire life,
One shitty event after the other.
And that's never gonna change.
Not knowing what I did to deserve,
half the dick overs I got in life.
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Snow Roses
- Wednesday, June 05, 2002 at 07:03:54 (PDT)


well friends make the worst possible lovers.
theres something to be said for platonic-ism.
(although Plato wasnt exactly living up to his name )
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Anonymous
- Monday, June 03, 2002 at 17:37:44 (PDT)


Well, ever since I found out he kissed her
when I was grounded,
I, have'nt had much trust in either of them.
and it's there own damn fault.

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Snow Roses
- Monday, June 03, 2002 at 13:02:09 (PDT)


the pain in going out with a friend's friend, is that they stay friends even without u. the hard part about being in love is that u doubt them, even though he tells everyone he loves u and he tells u, even the girl he has been with for 7 hours that day and all he has to say is "i wish she could have came, i like her so much, i really do"
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Dragon fly
- Monday, June 03, 2002 at 08:45:47 (PDT)


high times at the hide in seek hoota nany
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Anonymous
- Monday, June 03, 2002 at 02:59:37 (PDT)


"Here they go, 1500 years
right here
burning witches burning books
burning babies and their looks yes indeed
burning everything that's sacred in my jeans"
~Tori

starting to get the hang of it
just as I kick through the thin film that connects to your
brick wall
relentless arrogance
Rubik's cube for a heart
there ain't a drop of blood in you

wonder if they're all the same
little hooks reels wires

and you've got it so easy
picking out our 4ths
choosing our words
eggshell waltzing

but I'm not waiting

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Eve
- Sunday, June 02, 2002 at 21:08:35 (PDT)


I'm pissed off,
and rightfuly so.
I trust him,
just not alone with her.
I'm starting not to trust either of them,
period.
Some 'best friend'.
I know she would'nt like it if,
I hung out with her boyfriend all day,
while she was at work.
I'm sure he'd be kinda pissed too.
I'm starting to doubt he even loves m e....
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Snow Roses
- Sunday, June 02, 2002 at 19:02:22 (PDT)


im not ganna be ur rebound am i? rebounds suck!
and so do jerks
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Dragon Fly
- Sunday, June 02, 2002 at 17:45:54 (PDT)


The beauty of being lonely
and alone
not something I care too much for
but hey
I cut all my hair off
an entire foot of it
quite liberatin g
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pretynd
- Saturday, June 01, 2002 at 22:02:23 (PDT)


really?
than maybe i DID see a manatee instead
-------------
Anonymous
- Saturday, June 01, 2002 at 10:00:03 (PDT)


what a shame.....the last Mermaid sighting was in '47
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, May 31, 2002 at 22:55:45 (PDT)


pity.....
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, May 31, 2002 at 22:21:26 (PDT)


i had encephilytus or how ever say it, it sucks.
it damn near killed me.
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Snow Roses
- Friday, May 31, 2002 at 22:18:19 (PDT)


actually, I'd love you more.
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Anonymous
- Friday, May 31, 2002 at 22:02:51 (PDT)


so if i said i had encephylitis, you wouldnt love me anymore?
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Anonymous
- Friday, May 31, 2002 at 16:38:02 (PDT)


now, that's not my problem, is it?
I'm not going to stop loving just because it's contagious
This can be said for alot of bad things as well
It is my right to excercise the freedom of good lovin'.
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Anonymous
- Friday, May 31, 2002 at 08:42:45 (PDT)


Oh Maria,I love your guts!!!
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Anonymous
- Friday, May 31, 2002 at 01:59:22 (PDT)


yah but well take lots of innocent people with us
-------------
Anonymous
- Thursday, May 30, 2002 at 21:31:49 (PDT)


just because you can't do it does'nt mean it does'nt happen everyday
-------------
Anonymous
- Thursday, May 30, 2002 at 19:47:46 (PDT)


live love and be happy!! theres a wrong statement, it cant happen
Liveing=loveing-unhappiness
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Anonymous
- Thursday, May 30, 2002 at 15:35:19 (PDT)


Michael continued, "...the paramedics
were great. They kept telling me I was going to
be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER
and I saw the expressions on the faces of the
doctors and nurses, I got really scared.

In their eyes, I read "he's a dead man. I
knew I needed to take action."

"What did you do?" I asked.

"Well, there was a big burly nurse
shouting questions at me," said Michael."She asked if I was alergic to anything."

"Yes, I replied."

The doctors and nurses stopped working as
they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath
and yelled,

"Gravity."



After all, today is the tomorrow you worried
about yesterday.



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Anonymous
- Wednesday, May 29, 2002 at 17:35:36 (PDT)


fool fool
nothing you can do
never gonna see her with the likes
of yo u
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, May 29, 2002 at 10:02:55 (PDT)


AHHHHHHHH yes she has suceeded !!!!!!!!!!!!

Reaping what she sowed ???

Now we can all call her a FARMER :)

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FATIMA~
- Wednesday, May 29, 2002 at 06:11:59 (PDT)


There is not e nough Maria in my l i fe


-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, May 29, 2002 at 02:58:42 (PDT)


to the resident troll
living under the
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, May 28, 2002 at 11:06:46 (PDT)


muds hark
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darrr
- Tuesday, May 28, 2002 at 09:21:19 (PDT)


what ever happened to briar? i need some one to fuck with
this sucks we need more sucky people like briar.

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lil ball buster
- Tuesday, May 28, 2002 at 06:57:22 (PDT)


t he l ords o f
retard ation
-------------
Anonymous
- Tuesday, May 28, 2002 at 01:44:20 (PDT)


none of your b iz
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Anonymous
- Saturday, May 25, 2002 at 02:37:43 (PDT)



fffffffffffff ooo ooo lllll
fff o o o o lllll
fffffffff oo oo oo oo lllll
fff oo oo oo oo lllll
fff o o o o lllll
fff ooo ooo llllllllllllll
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Anonymous
- Friday, May 24, 2002 at 20:34:16 (PDT)


oh please dont flatter yourself, ass hole
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, May 24, 2002 at 20:12:30 (PDT)


these spaces pop up in the oddest of places
-------------
ri ght?
- Friday, May 24, 2002 at 20:08:56 (PDT)


a downward chromatic scale whistle
(((crash)))

yeah, that's me down there on the ground
just a little more friction for your footing

sho ck-surprise

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Eve
- Friday, May 24, 2002 at 20:07:33 (PDT)


warts up?
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, May 24, 2002 at 13:56:57 (PDT)


Chris,
Report to the recording depa rtment.
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, May 24, 2002 at 13:56:34 (PDT)


nIcE tRy JuDy
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Anonymous
- Friday, May 24, 2002 at 06:53:25 (PDT)


Runners up for "Bartender of the Year" and "Pizza Maker of the Season" in the
"Hotter than the Pizza Oven" catagory
The most lovely women in the pizza industry
including the "I'll save you from a life of pizza,
this one can cook." diviscion
-------------
the fans love this kinda shit
- Friday, May 24, 2002 at 06:52:51 (PDT)


she never understands
and I have become
oh evidently soemthing vile
like a school marm
a paranoid insecure school marm


and I never get through being hurt
there is no time for healing

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pretynd
- Thursday, May 23, 2002 at 21:57:55 (PDT)


yo dragon sly,
you are soooo right, she has no clue what is gonna happen adn she aint gona realize it till its done. and she is gonna be like " oh fuck" and then she is gonna pull an " all my friends love me and will do anyhting for me. i dont have to take this"

wow for once we aint pickin on briar!!
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Angelique Syn
- Thursday, May 23, 2002 at 20:25:02 (PDT)


chedder, with letuce tomatoe and raw bermuda onions. hot peppers and that should be all!!
-------------
lil ball buster
- Thursday, May 23, 2002 at 20:22:27 (PDT)


organ donor dog ribs
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Anonymous
- Thursday, May 23, 2002 at 14:01:04 (PDT)


her trailer park-ness opened up
a frozen box of multi-colored patties of
presidents choice brand grease burgers
peppered with imatation cheedar cheese
just in time for a rerun of jerry springer

its the television that tells her about the children
eating ketchup soup so she pounds the stack of grease patties with a hammer
until lucky number three bounces across the trailers kitchen f loor
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Anonymous
- Thursday, May 23, 2002 at 13:58:32 (PDT)


her long dark hair and radient big brown eyes
hotter than the oven
the best food for miles
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Anonymous
- Thursday, May 23, 2002 at 13:50:29 (PDT)


yum...cheese steak!!
I'll get the cheese and you get the hoagie rolls

um, swiss, cheddar, montery jack, colby, jalapeno, provolone, gouda, blue?? what's your fave?
if food is life
making food is heaven
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food farm
- Thursday, May 23, 2002 at 11:22:14 (PDT)


twenty-five feet from saten's house
he laughs at me like an angry clown
i look at the face that scorned me
devulging secrects i hide from even god
to all the will hear her child-like voice
look at the hybrid pig-humen girl
look at the child who desives only herself
we all know the truth about her
we all know the fact she is a little brat
she doesnt know a thing about reality
she doesnt know word one about life
25 feet from satens door i laugh in the face of the one that scorned me
she will get her karma
she will get it back
but i dont have to play her games
and betry the trust we once had
i wont tell everyone her secrets
im better then her
25 feet from satens door
i laugh back at her cause she dont know what she in for
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Dragon-fly
- Thursday, May 23, 2002 at 07:56:11 (PDT)


im a happy ball of fuckin love!!
i could use some spirits right now.
what sounds good....
ooooo smirnoff ice and some peach tree schnapps
and a cheese steak. or maybe chinese food.
hmmm it all sounds so good!!
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Lil ball buster
- Thursday, May 23, 2002 at 06:32:23 (PDT)


why can't we all, like, just be little balls of spirits
and just love?
how about just for 24 hours? would that be so bad?
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, May 22, 2002 at 21:08:38 (PDT)


Her personality matches the shape
of the way
she wears down her lipstick

I could read you a mile away
your words mean everything I've ever wanted to say
or even not wanted to say
as it seems
and you've got a way, boy, I tell you

you sure have a way
of saying it
I can connect with the pattern
some or all of the time
woudn't it suck
to find out that you're just like the rest of us
a molten lead meltdown
dead letdown
a dissapointment so circling and encompassing
like that heaven means something different to each one of us
I miss you and I don't even know you

licking your mediocrity
monotony for breakfast
even if you were ordinary
I'd want you every day

*professed love for a stranger*
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Eve
- Wednesday, May 22, 2002 at 20:57:33 (PDT)


my favorite fuck muscle in the whole wide world is my boy friends. and shit, he knows how to use it.

i have an ex whos fuck muscle shrunk. doesnt matter, i didnt use it, and i wasnt about to.
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Lil' Ball Buster
- Wednesday, May 22, 2002 at 18:17:15 (PDT)


A broken fuck muscle? that would really suck if it happend to me
but yes some people do deserve to loss the fuck muscle they got, especially if they cant fuck to well in the first place

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Dragon-Fly
- Wednesday, May 22, 2002 at 06:16:59 (PDT)


The worlds most beautiful suicide bomber
spread her supermodel legs
as she leaves the hostage unattended
I make violent love to her for god and my country
and to bring down the price of oil
never looking into her eyes
past the obstical dark shades
but she means nothing to me
I mean nothing
the microchip in my head spills into tilt

I will save you from a life of pizza
you know I love you
only you
and you bright brown italian eyes
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, May 22, 2002 at 02:54:26 (PDT)


a broken fuck muscle?!?!
well fuck me, thats horrible... no wait you cant. well that sucks, to be you anyway. If i broke a fuck muscle i wouldnt want to live another day!! if any fuck muscle i used broke that would seriousely ruin my week.
thats worse than a broken condom!


right dragon fly??? woulndt that suck? all tho the world would be a better place if some people lost there fuck muscles completely.
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Lil ball buster!!
- Tuesday, May 21, 2002 at 18:38:28 (PDT)


oh broken fuck muscle

you have so much wisdom
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, May 21, 2002 at 13:07:34 (PDT)


AMEN!!!!!!
ROCK ON, ANONYMOUS!!!!!
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, May 21, 2002 at 10:45:52 (PDT)


contemplate the word 'you' instead of 'u'
how bout it?
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, May 21, 2002 at 09:59:27 (PDT)


i looked on here the other day
and found that this site has strayed
all u people have this idea
that others cant express their inner fears
of contemplating suicide
or their friend that might have died
and u little kiddie make fun of those
how have more ballz then u could hope
u havent the guts to tell the truth
that u have thought of death too
so how bout this u angry children
insead of playing your silly game some more
lets all leave our anger at the door

AND A VERY HAPPY UNBIRTHDAY TO U ALL!!!
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The Mad Hatter
- Tuesday, May 21, 2002 at 09:56:59 (PDT)


sleep little angel of heaven
its time to dream of whats tomorrow
try little angel try
u can move those few steps further
little angel of heaven
u gave me the answers i didnt know be4
u know the reason for liveing
and gave me a reason to be alive
little angel of heaven
now u wont stop crying
did u learn that u werent dreaming
did The Lady tell you a sad secret
are u crying for the ones who die
are u talking to the other angels
little angels from heaven i wish u could speak to me

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Dragon Fly
- Tuesday, May 21, 2002 at 09:46:30 (PDT)


see i knew you guys could write good poetry if you really tried
keep up the good work
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, May 21, 2002 at 01:28:40 (PDT)


Is that anything like kissing a moving train?

all-encompassing fluidi ty
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Eve
- Monday, May 20, 2002 at 21:03:12 (PDT)


We all think of Suicide every once in awhile
to deny the the truth of this situation
is to deny the very moral fabric of our being
There is a beauty to morbidity
That many are afraid to explore or attempt to explain
I know I never try
whether it is cowardly or noble is not the issue
there is no issue
only the choice that each person makes
every day
to continue living
the rate in which people take their lives
does not suprise me
the rate in which they continue living
does
-------------
persecution is not for me thanks
- Monday, May 20, 2002 at 15:57:32 (PDT)


botox
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Anonymous
- Monday, May 20, 2002 at 14:18:24 (PDT)


the gel of this world
stiffens and dries
and we wont remember this moment
five years from now or even tomorrow
the fraility of memory and the past
that is current present scares me
and I have to wonder if what I do
is from the way it happened in the past
or just the way I wanted it to be remembered
I wonder if there is someone
changing my present to affect my future
without me ever knowing
it scares me
kind of like that twilight sleep medicine
they give you when you have surgery
it doesnt stop you from feeling the pain
it just keeps you from remembering it later
I dont like that
I dont like that our only three states of reality
are based on memory

fuck me running

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Pretynd
- Sunday, May 19, 2002 at 19:38:18 (PDT)


SERENITY NOW !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Anonymous
- Sunday, May 19, 2002 at 10:24:04 (PDT)


oh, brother
the tumultuous hurricane of shit, the cascades of mental vomit
this site is for poetry, you numbfucks..
not for posting threads and certainly
not for the rantings and ravings of some spoiled little chonga chick still wet and fresh off the boat
oh, oops, or parhaps you never learned to read when it said "Open Mic POETRY readings" (for low and behold, gasp, yes, poetry..imagine that)
just because your dick is bigger than your boyfriends does not necessarily mean we have to care, you idiot
yes, the irony...I have added to this..yuk it up
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Anonymous
- Saturday, May 18, 2002 at 23:39:53 (PDT)


wooly bully !
wooly bully !
wooly bully !
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Anonymous
- Saturday, May 18, 2002 at 13:58:45 (PDT)


She hath written upon the cover of the White album
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Anonymous
- Saturday, May 18, 2002 at 00:14:12 (PDT)


my nasty diseased mother? your a helen keller infested whore that has been caught in a hurricain of HIV. Fuck You. your a pussy that has to use an Anonymous instead of leaving a name. You fuckin shit knocker.
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Angeliqua Syn...... and i mean every word of it
- Friday, May 17, 2002 at 14:13:34 (PDT)


One Cervenka two
three Cervenka four

Will you be the one who kills his music
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Spam Nation
- Friday, May 17, 2002 at 02:03:12 (PDT)


actually attempted suicide is for wusses.
go for broke, youll be happier
(as well as the rest of us).
next time, try a revolver.
let your mess be your last statement to the world--
a sort of "i dont have to clean shit for you--fuck you"
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Anonymous
- Thursday, May 16, 2002 at 22:13:54 (PDT)


maybe he looked at your nasty diseased mother
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Anonymous
- Thursday, May 16, 2002 at 21:44:07 (PDT)


I know why i didnt fuck him. Im allergic to wool.
So now i know why it shrunk too. He went in the rain nak ed!!!
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Angelique Syn. . . . . . . . itsty bitsy
- Thursday, May 16, 2002 at 17:21:22 (PDT)


Briar is all talk
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Angelique Syn
- Thursday, May 16, 2002 at 17:19:16 (PDT)


no, actually no, it's not.
Its obviously for people that are actually strong enough to go through whatever it is they are going through, and not end it right there.
it is kinda selfish and the chicken's way out to commit suicide..that way, you never face what's coming to you...kinda like that Enron fuck.
now who's really the wuss???
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Anonymous
- Thursday, May 16, 2002 at 16:29:26 (PDT)


Sir yes sir,

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Anonymous
- Thursday, May 16, 2002 at 15:16:47 (PDT)


'attempted suicide' ha!
if you werent such a blatent FAILURE
in everything you do, youd be dead.
lemme guess, razors!!??
attempted suicide is for wusses
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Anonymous
- Thursday, May 16, 2002 at 14:42:58 (PDT)


Sweet little dragon-fly who flitters and twists on kiddies finger tips
can u give me the answer to how i should react
i need a reason for this time
i need a bit of help to get me what i want
i am shy for him
i am confused in front of him
Sweet little dragon-fly how did u know
how did u know to stop me then
y did u show me ur glossemer wings
at that moment in time
u showed me answer i was looking for
in just a split second u made me understand
Sweet little dragon-fly answer me this
what do i do, he cant really know
he will never quite get how scared i really am
can u whisper in his ear that i really care but i am afraid
tell him to hold me and kiss me first this time
then it will be easy to let myself go
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Dragon-fly......RIP DCC
- Thursday, May 16, 2002 at 12:04:52 (PDT)


and on a lighter note..........just had some damn
good iced tea......GOD life is good !
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Anonymous
- Thursday, May 16, 2002 at 11:10:03 (PDT)


oh now i get it
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Anonymous
- Thursday, May 16, 2002 at 00:15:36 (PDT)


I would not have wished this night on my worst enemy
*but*

there was a purpose
I knew what it is to be an angel for a split second
to a complete stranger who had just lost their best friend in the
whole
wide
world

something inside can't be fixed that easy
there really is a reason for things I thought were trivial

we're only just a little dust
and life is short
what ever happened to humility
using words that heal
comfort

you know it always comes back to us when we least expect it
the blessing comes knocking
conviction chokes
I refuse to pass it by
I'm not gonna miss out
just because I can't control my ego
or because I can't contain
the
FEAR OF REJECTION

Just what is it we're so afraid of??
Are we fearful someone will turn away if we have a word of sentiment to offer?
Why is it difficult for us when others see that we're human?
That we are not omniscient,omnipotent
we are not made of steel
we are not indestructable

just let go

swallow the arrogance
Be




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that tiny, itty bitty voice
- Wednesday, May 15, 2002 at 23:08:05 (PDT)


Briar,
You spelled my name wrong. It's Syn, not Sin. Thank you.

Hey Risika,
I LOVE YOU. nah if her BOY friend is anywhere near the loser she is, he'll just get up and move on to the barn! and the word boy fits him appropriatly.
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Angelique Syn
- Wednesday, May 15, 2002 at 15:57:22 (PDT)


Blues "Travis' Angels"

Your sister does
turn around
yeah still does
nobody loves me riff
but still wrong

my inspiration,my muse,my dream
real live poetry
lisa

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Anonymous
- Wednesday, May 15, 2002 at 15:38:41 (PDT)


for future insight: that poem was written a year ago as a suicide note
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briar
- Wednesday, May 15, 2002 at 13:16:29 (PDT)


to angelique sin:

i never asked for pity, and i dont want it.
in case you forget writing is emotion, not self-pity.
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briar
- Wednesday, May 15, 2002 at 12:58:42 (PDT)


jesus christos, people.
grow up or something.
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, May 15, 2002 at 09:54:32 (PDT)


leave it to the Anonymous to talk shit
they dont have enough ballz to write their name
and they probly had to use spell cheack to spell wrongly,
i cant spell
i cant do alot
but at least i got ballz enough to type my name and e-mail addy
but i should prrobly have known the part where Mr Anonymous is to poor to have his own computer and has to use their friends in order to get online or they use the school comp
So Mr Anonymous Chug a 40 and stick it up ur ass


And Ms Briar, u gtta shut up mouth but ending ur life unless u ganna do it and make sure the boyfriend, u probly dont have, that makes u get his beers crys real hard about it to
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Risika Saint
- Wednesday, May 15, 2002 at 06:05:00 (PDT)


test
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, May 14, 2002 at 22:01:15 (PDT)


It may juss help, angil syne if you learned juss haw tuh spel, yuh dum idjot
we gots da raight tuh say anythin
so whut if the poor soul wantsta dye
leeve it b
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, May 14, 2002 at 18:01:17 (PDT)


latin women
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, May 14, 2002 at 17:42:22 (PDT)


jesus christ briar, all you do is complain.
you should seriously end it. all you do,
is wollow in self pitty. no one feels bad for you.

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Angelique Syn
- Tuesday, May 14, 2002 at 06:31:32 (PDT)


skelton of bird
voodoo pin
cold strings
empty puppet heart
death is my friend
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Anonymous
- Monday, May 13, 2002 at 23:06:35 (PDT)


time 2 tard
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Anonymous
- Monday, May 13, 2002 at 19:28:04 (PDT)


Crying Suicide:

Born unto a world of shit...
and left to die,
cold and frozen,
the inside has become the skin
as the skin begs to die,
close my eyes,
kiss the wind goodbye...
I'm tired of crying.
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Briar
- Monday, May 13, 2002 at 13:03:37 (PDT)


rhinos,peanut butter,lucite rings
the fluffy car mats in his Jag
rolling walkways
sideburns
(((((just let me in and let me write)))))
colored glass
Pickard E. 3rds
suspension to resolve
Like the Champagne Brunch Guy I'm sliding
dare I say escaping

fax me a burger
but who says coffee went out of style

acacia senegal --> clumpifying
as my foot--> seriously kicking your third eye

(um, should I care?)





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Eve
- Monday, May 13, 2002 at 12:18:03 (PDT)


Waking up was a big step.
I never expected feel that way.
like "Wow, this is something new."
I mean, I have have woken up to many,
just none that I loved.
Waking him up was even bigger.
'How's he gonna feel?'
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Snow Roses
- Monday, May 13, 2002 at 06:32:09 (PDT)


Oh somewhere in between a quater till never
and half past hell freezing over.
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The Garbage Man
- Saturday, May 11, 2002 at 11:20:05 (PDT)


wow..
I've never wanted a thin crust meat lover's more..

...so, when are you coming over??
They say Pizza originated in China
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Eve
- Saturday, May 11, 2002 at 09:14:07 (PDT)


"Not So Fast Food Nightmare"

Slowly
s-l-o-w-l-y
placing
each
zzzzzzzzzzzzz
pepperoni
on

one
at a
zzzzzzzzzzzzz
time
waking up as
my hand
hits the pizza
only to begin
once again
in a dream state
placing
another
slowly
s -l-o-w-l-y
zzzzzzzzzz
ZZZZZZZZZZZZ
I hit
the round
ALARM
I awaken
as I hit the dough
only to begin again
slowly
s-l-o-w-l-y
another piece of pepperoni
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
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The Garbage Man
- Saturday, May 11, 2002 at 00:58:29 (PDT)


The drama that is me
I am the drama
I create the drama
Drama inspires me
I am nothing without drama
There is nothing without drama
Life is nothing...

With no drama.


I live for drama.
Dramatic.
Super, earth-shattering, dramatic.
Fire, love, lust, nakedness, laughing, crashing, gushing, cumming, seeing, watching, thinking...

Dramatic.







That's why I like pizza so much.
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patrick
- Friday, May 10, 2002 at 22:27:09 (PDT)


I've now realized that even if I had a wife
I would still have to clean out the microwave
where I plastic coated the chicken wings,
but I don't think I would still have to burn my socks.
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The Garbage Man
- Friday, May 10, 2002 at 21:40:01 (PDT)


I am in love
Not with your image
Not with your words
But with your actions

You are what
I dreamed I'd find
I want you
More than I want anything

I lust after your mind
Your philosophy
I want it to be min e
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Pins & Needles
- Friday, May 10, 2002 at 12:12:36 (PDT)


decorations
badges

things that I'll have
things my innate ability has earned
things that most want
things that most don't have

why is it
that things
mean everything
to everyone
except for me?

rarely
do I tell
another of these things
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Pins & Needles
- Friday, May 10, 2002 at 12:06:12 (PDT)


I drank
And drank
Last night

Drank in my self-pity
Drank in my lonliness
I drank until I couldn't find my drink anymore

Today, I pay the price
for lonliness
for self-pity
and for fear
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Pins & Needles
- Friday, May 10, 2002 at 10:19:41 (PDT)


That reminds me of a willie nelson song
I could never get outta my head
until that day I was in one of them fancy smanchie
outhouses with a lock on the door.
well one day someone rolled it down the hill and I always said that was to high flautin'
a lock on the outhouse door
we ain't no dang movie stars
-------------
Anonymous
- Thursday, May 09, 2002 at 23:49:49 (PDT)


my life smells funny
-------------
pretending_flower@yahoo.com
- Thursday, May 09, 2002 at 16:49:32 (PDT)


The emptiness of who I am
The emptiness of who I am
The emptiness of who I am
The emptiness of who I am
Someone talk to me
Someone talk to me

I like chicken.
-------------
Patrick
- Wednesday, May 08, 2002 at 23:43:37 (PDT)


oh my lovely eve of the evening twilight,
you rock my socks once again!
all hail the return of my scintilating mermaid!
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, May 08, 2002 at 18:59:54 (PDT)


I was 7.5 minutes late
for the last day
I will ever see you
just another reason why I don't
deserve you
but there you were
and I loved every moment
I was next to you
though I did not bear to turn around
just the thought of being in
the same room with you
perhaps holding in my lungs
air not worthy to remain with you
but nevertheless has passed through
your mouth or nose
but today was the last day
but I will not complain
I was blessed only to have seen you
I only wish your memory would fade
and the dreams not to be so lurid with detail
but I really don't believe I want that to go
its the only thing I have left of you J eremiah
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Pretynd
- Wednesday, May 08, 2002 at 15:43:25 (PDT)


I'll dry out
before this pen does
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Eve
- Wednesday, May 08, 2002 at 11:17:20 (PDT)


"I Promise Not To Play"

I scan your pages for a word I like
nothing ever catches the eye

I'll sleep with the silverfish
and eat your homecooked roadkill

leave without warning
never saying goodbye
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The Garbage Man
- Wednesday, May 08, 2002 at 07:11:12 (PDT)


"I Promise Not To Play"

I scan your pages for a word I like
nothing ever catches the eye

I'll sleep with the silverfish
and eat your homecooked roadkill

leave without warning
never saying goodbye

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Anonymous
- Wednesday, May 08, 2002 at 07:09:43 (PDT)


The photo you gave me so long ago
I look at everyday
remember the love that has gone away
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, May 08, 2002 at 06:48:56 (PDT)


Oh thats and easy ...
If it happened, she can kiss our friend ship good bye,
right after i knock her fuckin' teeth down her throat.
Then thats two pains to dwell on.
Pain of regret,
she brings on her self.
When she has no one left to blame,
take two advil and go to sleep.
Cry about it in the morning.
As for him...




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Snow Roses
- Tuesday, May 07, 2002 at 07:11:15 (PDT)


vacation

2 mucho work to do to go to work
-------------
Anonymous
- Tuesday, May 07, 2002 at 02:05:05 (PDT)


runs miles
the bus stops every 45 to the hour
10 to my spirit
spinning spirals

I take tours of thee
hid you in a place
underestimated how fast it would take me to forget
to forget
shock-surprise
audible smile on the other line
but I can keep a secret
just our little secret
I really am fond of you
even if she says she wasn't
swears to hate you
and boy you take
what you want to take
you know what's there
you always know what's here
what a large Earth

pinned on a grid
mobile string
a slithering cello and
a stationary hung viola

MAKE A WAY TO YOUR HEART
build a channel
you know I'd take the bullet
-




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Eve
- Monday, May 06, 2002 at 23:01:22 (PDT)


A pretty picture we paint

An Angel came down from the trailer park heavens
migrating to the surrounding neighborhoods
to dig in the garbage
holding a baby in her arms
in the name of the holy lord she would trespass
until she collected enough evidince
to earn her wings
looking for a clue
rummaging thru my trash like I was bob dylan
right up until the county sheriff would so alter this obese angels route
-------------
Anonymous
- Monday, May 06, 2002 at 21:43:49 (PDT)


The trash trespass
thieve
until

my laser shines a light on you
seperating thought from life
extraction
-------------
Anonymous
- Monday, May 06, 2002 at 12:53:05 (PDT)


The trailer park people
shade in every area of the map
in time
digging thru garbage with the babies in hand
searching for a clue
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Anonymous
- Monday, May 06, 2002 at 12:48:34 (PDT)


inevitability
everything is so inevitable
I dont know whether that makes me feel
hope, despair, or what
I just wonder why the things we want
cant be inevitable
just once?
I know all the mumbo jumbo
about how we dont really know whats best
so we cant determine inevitabilities
but goddamn
I just wanted to get to know him
and even that was taken away
by stupid inevitability

grr rrr
-------------
Pretynd
- Monday, May 06, 2002 at 06:23:46 (PDT)


so, perhaps there's a purpose??
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Eve
- Sunday, May 05, 2002 at 22:58:02 (PDT)


Oh lovely Bertha Mae
you are the universe
my everything
a flower in a bong in a tornado
on gods birthday
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Anonymous
- Sunday, May 05, 2002 at 22:46:13 (PDT)


MADISON, WISCONSIN

madison, wisconsin?


MADISON, WISCONSIN

yo, hey...

madison, wisconsin?

MADISON, WISCONSIN





alright, what the fuck
I live in Madison, Wisconsin
How the FUCK did that happen?

Ok, I'm alone.

I love it here (?)
madison, wisconsin


what the fuck

Uh... OK.





YEAH.



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Ceffainn
- Sunday, May 05, 2002 at 01:56:26 (PDT)


Oh Bertha Mae
my lovely Bertha Mae
you are my heart
you are my every thing
-------------
Anonymous
- Sunday, May 05, 2002 at 00:39:05 (PDT)


oh Bertha Mae
you are the sunshine
-------------
Anonymous
- Saturday, May 04, 2002 at 22:34:09 (PDT)


Let me sum it all up in one word:
FUCK

(What a day, oh my my)

warped

*
*
*
*
*
\/

at the butt of every rebound
-------------
Eve
- Saturday, May 04, 2002 at 18:53:21 (PDT)


Beneath the Bertha Mae sky
my heart is full of rain
everything you say
can not explain
why her love has gone away
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Anonymous
- Saturday, May 04, 2002 at 00:07:14 (PDT)


Bertha Mae was the finest in her day
she has the looks
that'll never go away
there is no contest
nothing you can say
to change how I'll always feel
about my Bertha Mae
a hoot hoot girl
and a cadillac too
the softest skin
and big eyes of blue
what more could you need
thats what I say
Bertha Mae is everything
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Anonymous
- Friday, May 03, 2002 at 13:23:28 (PDT)


like
I'll just sit here and watch my hair grow
is it so bad to want to go to the movies by myself
and not want to be social?
(I'm still SO not in this hoop of low riding jeans)



I never realized I let on as if for one instant I didn 't.








*


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Eve
- Friday, May 03, 2002 at 12:27:29 (PDT)


I walked away from Polly
Her hair with the colour of holly

berries.

I walked away from her madness
Her voice with hints of sadness

tarries.

I walked away from her love
Her soul with mine from above

marries.

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Pins & Needles
- Friday, May 03, 2002 at 08:16:00 (PDT)


On "The Ones Who Walked Away from Omelas"

Egotistical, briny town
Utopia in the middle of nowhere
Mere thoughts of it make me cringe

Their outside is beautiful
One might say, "Lovely to a fault"
Law-abiding Bourgeoisie

How can it be?
Their society is not weakened
By crime, pestilence, and mediocrity

Down, underneath
Where everyone knows and few venture
Lies this Utopia's true heart

Their blackened heart
Their entire existence held up
By one little innocent

He's hidden in a basement
Given half a bowl of mushy cornmeal each day
With sores on his thighs from sitting in his excrement

He was not always this way
He remembers the light of outside
His mother. He says, "I'll be good!"

Townspeople come to see
They see the foundation of Utopia
The rotting flesh of foundation

Some that see it stay
And carry on with their lives
Others walk away

The ones who walk away
They know where they're going
Somewhere less imaginable from whence they came
-------------
Pins & Needles
- Friday, May 03, 2002 at 08:05:14 (PDT)


There is the Lovee and the Lover
The Leavee and the Leaver
The Lovee is Loved
The Lover Loves the Lovee
The Leavee is Left
The Leaver Leaves the Leavee
So...Yes I am sometimes the Lovee,
But I have always been the Leavee
and That's just Damn Horrid!
The Leaver Leaves and the Leavee is Left!
That's my story


(With a little Help from Woody Allen.
If you don't understand, go rent Everyone Says I Love You)



And Eve, I've been pinching you. Would it still be appropriate to phone you?
I didn't realize you cared so much!
I still have every letter you sent
Safely tucked away in a decorated Shoe Box.

-------------
Jane
- Friday, May 03, 2002 at 07:30:06 (PDT)


every day you kill his music
the only memory
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, May 03, 2002 at 00:22:17 (PDT)


creed canceled?
hallelujah, maybe there is a god
-------------
Anonymous
- Thursday, May 02, 2002 at 15:22:53 (PDT)


creed

cancelled all tour dates
some things can not be helped
resting up to heal
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, May 01, 2002 at 23:33:05 (PDT)


Traffic Accident:


Do I smell roast beef?
Perhaps gravy on the side?
Fiery car death!
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, May 01, 2002 at 19:51:10 (PDT)


Is it best to be the lovee or the lover??
I don't think I could ever decide

without wanting the greener pasture


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Eve
- Wednesday, May 01, 2002 at 01:42:15 (PDT)


another all nighter with
dreams of you
dancing 'round in my
semi-concious head
while fighting for an educational
status that seems vaguely feined
tomorrow means escape to you
if I can get through tonight


Sorry I meant no disrespect to Bertha Mae
and damn my sentance seems a little steep
just how did you know I hated those shows?
to quote my sociology teacher
"Deterrence works!"

oh and Eve...
I long for the day when soemone loves me
like they do her
-------------
Pretynd
- Wednesday, May 01, 2002 at 00:06:15 (PDT)


I am alone
Alone each day
Alone each night
On the street
In the store
In the car
On the road
In my head
.....even in my head

But I push on
Pushing towards something
Something that I haven't experienced yet
I live for this dream
dream of a life of love
Trust
Companionship
Creation


Am I crazy?
Have a shoved everything away from me,
hoping for something better -
only to be left with a life of loniless?

I hope not...
Because I have bet on it...
Placed all of my chips on one number....



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ceff
- Tuesday, April 30, 2002 at 19:49:49 (PDT)


Negative
AHHH Thats where your so very wrong
you little Chrissy Hynde fanatic you

Jerimaiah* is the devil equals bertha mae
minus ten points
only she looks like carmen diaz so she is
a higher power than your biblical boy
subtract Tess' lost soul
minus eight points

The other mistake you have made was capital J for
auntie jerimia and not have the respect for Bertha Mae
to capitalize both the B and the M for Mae
so minus another 15 points

sentance
just watch three hours of "Hollywood Squares" or an hour of "I Love Lucy" and everything should be O.K.
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Anonymous
- Tuesday, April 30, 2002 at 06:45:06 (PDT)


I want to believe it's you, but I think my eyes are playing tricks on me.
Maybe I ate to much?

So, like, if it really is you please write to me
and pinch me from this halucinogenic soupon of heartache
my jaw's on the ground
my favorite redhead in the whole world

Mary Mary quite contrary
how does our distance grow
I felt like someone trying to ask you for a dance that day
I thought I would die if I did'nt speak
I've never felt that way again
about anyone
and I don't think I ever will

a little more than mere admiration

you'd have to fight me off if I lived in your town
I thought you dropped off Earth and fled to the Omricron Milky Way

I do




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Eve
- Monday, April 29, 2002 at 21:56:09 (PDT)


*an ode to Jerimaiah*
(hey at least its not bertha mae)

oh jerimiah
saying your name is like
plagarisim of your soul
and looking into your eyes
those beautiful changing eyes
is bathing in the purest waters
and when I look I am unable
to hide this longing
the longing of a theif
ready to drink from you
suck the marrow from your bones
and breathe every breath you exhale
listening to your voice
I am amazed, enthralled
ready to fall before you
and bathe your feet in perfume
with my hair just like 0ne of the marys
did to jesus
ready to let you lead me
yearning to be subserviant
only to you
for all of eternity


I told you i would have your babies
and I would drink your bath water too
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Pretynd
- Monday, April 29, 2002 at 15:50:38 (PDT)


Dirty Love Games

Sliping thru the sound of traps
slicing into the silence
stealing the life
stained sleep sentance

By the light of the laser
I set a bead on you
erupting your cold heart
across the night air
to settle in the dirt
where it belongs

Each note a feeling
traded for nothing
fading blank white empty ghosts
violently splattered with red hot leads
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Anonymous
- Monday, April 29, 2002 at 06:52:09 (PDT)


tis the morning of hate and glory
tis the morning of love and pain
tis the day of all days
that i laugh and weep simotaniously
tis the day full of questions
unanswered questions that drive me insane
-------------
Anonymous
- Monday, April 29, 2002 at 05:39:10 (PDT)


Eve of my Midnight Madness
I hope you recieved my Christmas Cards
I wish I had words
Words that could reach your lovely world
Of Dreamy Phrases
Sensual Places
1,000 Lipsticks
Sexy Sushi Girl
A Paper Doll Boy named Dan
Your colored Dreams
I remember many things
Ever Faithful
Marry me, won't you?



I have missed you Eve

-------------
Jane
- Sunday, April 28, 2002 at 03:07:30 (PDT)


perhaps because you don't know how to spell
-------------
Anonymous
- Saturday, April 27, 2002 at 20:44:13 (PDT)


y do cars keep drivien after so many have died behind its wheel???

Donna, Lisa "left eye" lopez, and so namy more that i don't know the names of or know personally
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Anonymous
- Saturday, April 27, 2002 at 12:15:07 (PDT)


kinda feels like they're already alligned

in here
-------------
Eve
- Friday, April 26, 2002 at 13:48:11 (PDT)


oh
jerimiah
I would have
18 or 19 of
your babies
-------------
Pretynd
- Friday, April 26, 2002 at 13:29:11 (PDT)


war is a mustache curled at the lips
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, April 26, 2002 at 11:52:30 (PDT)


Its a war I won a long time ago
honey slut.
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, April 26, 2002 at 03:47:02 (PDT)


war is a mustache curled at the lips
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, April 26, 2002 at 00:33:29 (PDT)


I see whooping crane on the board
i have finally reached that state everyone talks about
the one where you are too tired to sleep
ha ha ha
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Pretynd
- Thursday, April 25, 2002 at 08:04:57 (PDT)


I love the dripping biker honey
shes a lot better than money
with quick wit shes more than funny
with her in my eyes the skies are always sunny

I love the dripping biker honey
all in black with the ears cupcake bunny
beautiful her looks are stunning
what can I do to make her love me
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Anonymous
- Wednesday, April 24, 2002 at 01:51:31 (PDT)


disgenerous to a fault
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Eve
- Monday, April 22, 2002 at 20:57:48 (PDT)


wasting in oblivion
breaking out of this mold
goddamn how long was I with him?
three years
how old am I ? 19
damn
I dont remember how to be alone
dont remember how not to
support somebody
give them everything
I dont miss getting anything back
never got that so I cant miss it
just feel lost
wandering around
waiting to give my soul to someone else
wondering if anyone will ever take it again
these damaged goods
dinted cans and extra weight
whoo wee
I feel like a fat dirtybird

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Pretynd
- Monday, April 22, 2002 at 20:29:14 (PDT)


Beauty walking through the street
Not my beauty
Not your beauty
But walking all the same

Beauty flying among the airs
Not her beauty
Not his beauty
To neither was flight deigned

Beauty sliding down your face
You do not own it
It owns not you
But beauty does not slide
When beauty's in the eye
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Pins & Needles
- Monday, April 22, 2002 at 11:39:21 (PDT)


Imagine

She tasted fire
With one sweet kiss
On a dusty window-sill

She drank in cabernet
Never knowing tears could be
In her bedroom all alone

She made love
With the star-spangled night
Against the peeling paint of a wall

She never loved
And never hated
Something as much
As Imagination.
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Pins & Needles
- Monday, April 22, 2002 at 08:18:59 (PDT)


-World Truths LII:
I know why I hate my life
right now (and the moon's
in capricorn for christ's-sake)
Eh- I always did prefer
gemini and cancer; aries
for killing...

-------------
Anonymous
- Sunday, April 21, 2002 at 13:47:11 (PDT)


PS...Thank God Aries is over
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Anonymous
- Saturday, April 20, 2002 at 21:22:12 (PDT)


snoring
dogs barking

a bubble bath and a pint of Mocha Ole
stay up late
nothings on the telly

I wonder what would happen if...?
I've never felt so ridiculous

what do I want in life
should I care what he thinks
I can't believe she was wearing those pants today
to buy or not to buy?
shoes on sale
(narrow it down to 1 lipgloss a week)
wonder if it will be as hot today
don't know what the fuck to write in my review
I want boobs like hers
why do I have this wicked stomach ache
will it explode if I start the ignition
mom needs a new matress
why do I pretend like he's romantic or something
they're supposed to align soon
is there really anything out there

something for me

you think you can figure me out
you can't find yourself
my ceiling psychologist

(so I just barked back)
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Eve
- Saturday, April 20, 2002 at 21:20:39 (PDT)


"Unresponsive to Apathy"

Tears won't fall but rain inside
steel walls of thick thought

The skies night clinches
the throat of my rebelous existance

Hearts memories wrapped in wasted efforts
like thorny vines

Sober emptyness traded
for meaningless gestures of cold razorblade pain

A collage of names stream by
blocking reason without love

Watched by a thousand microscope eyes under spotlights

The roar of defenses stolen from paranoia
fear faced with hate energy
-------------
Travis Ray Cole
- Saturday, April 20, 2002 at 10:38:25 (PDT)


I will name my drill with the battery run down
after donna because it is tired and useless

I will name my sawzaw after maria because its thin
hot dressed in red and black
-------------
Anonymous
- Saturday, April 20, 2002 at 00:49:00 (PDT)


you cant melt them but you sure can roast the mofos like a blender in ju ne
-------------
Anonymous
- Friday, April 19, 2002 at 12:45:56 (PDT)


you can not melt violins
-------------
the guitar player
- Thursday, April 18, 2002 at 23:09:54 (PDT)


flatulation station
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Pins & Needles
- Thursday, April 18, 2002 at 12:54:07 (PDT)


i got one of those from a "guy from liberia"

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Anonymous
- Thursday, April 18, 2002 at 12:51:23 (PDT)


Brevity is the heart and soul of wis dom.
-------------
http://brevity.pitas.com
- Wednesday, April 17, 2002 at 20:38:46 (PDT)


bled, burned
returned the same
this passion
this pain
something like falling
nowhere
like breathing with
no air
this moment is something
I would never compare
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Pretynd
- Wednesday, April 17, 2002 at 14:25:39 (PDT)


yes you hit me
your ray broke through

a daylight-bolt
now I've identified
caught
Copan
Nova can do so much
-------------
Eve
- Wednesday, April 17, 2002 at 12:04:33 (PDT)


The surreptituous Jesuit
Began his politiking
Never knowing
Always going
God's power never lacking

One day among judicial monks
Our Jesuit began to weep
He sorted
And escorted
The goats away from the sheep

He feels a burning in his bosom
A labor in his loins
He serves
He loves
And with his inexorable god he joins
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Pins & Needles
- Wednesday, April 17, 2002 at 08:40:41 (PDT)


I love you Bertha Mae
Like my rose colored Sawzaw
I hold onto it
and think of you
the way you move me

Like the feeling I have for a Ford half ton
you are my everything
all I will ever need

-------------
The Guitar Player
- Wednesday, April 17, 2002 at 00:17:18 (PDT)


"O.K. Shows Over"

Tell the fans go away
there is no more art
nothing more to entertain
so don't waste your time
no more...I quit a long time ago
drawing boards thrown away
I no longer live for it
I've desecrated my name
and let who I am die
just like everyone wanted the music to end with death
and be no more

and incase you did'nt know it
there is no drug
its called bieng CRAZY
now
I only get high on Bertha Maes memory
BERTHA MAE
BERTHA MAE
BERTHA MAE
-------------
Anonymous
- Wednesday, April 17, 2002 at 00:04:59 (PDT)


The void

this things you do
the things I say
all collides anyway
the softness the hardness
this is the way its pronounced

I cannot compete with the drug
the hole it has created
I cannot fill the void in your heart
the drugs tries to overtake
I cannot undo
the break in you thats been there since you discovered you are out there
alone

So am I
so are we
together as One in Gods black whole

Lookin for
the mother to hold you and love you feed you nurse you - permissive
Lookin for
the father to see me and love me lead me encourage and always be there

I blame myself for not seeing
hearing or thinking
Monopoly of victim and sacrifice is mine

The king to come to take me
away
change me all ways

You are human
This is your fall from the pillar
I catch you as you fall
in our eyes
but I cant make reality go away



-------------
Anonymous
- Tuesday, April 16, 2002 at 23:32:31 (PDT)


"I done got fired"

I was tired
all tuckered out
took one delivery and started to shout
whats in it for me
I gots to know
then layed in the floor like some retard circus show
everyone walked around me
and jumped over me too
I was day dreaming 'bout Bertha Mae
all gussied up wearing shoes
I did'nt care 'bout no work no more
I was done
that was for shure(mic) feedback

Now I can't buy no new car
what else is new
I done got fired
for acting a fool
lounging around on the ground
is what I do
I'm getting pretty good at it
this much is true
so it worked
and I ain't got nothing to do
-------------
Anonymous
- Tuesday, April 16, 2002 at 11:38:22 (PDT)


blah!
-------------
Anonymous
- Monday, April 15, 2002 at 19:14:53 (PDT)


let this moment
bleed and burn
come back in plastic
unidentifiable and
a perfect fit for this
charred heart
I'll never change for you
even if I am just that
nasty girl
you put up with because you love her
at least I wont spend this time
pretending
let it bleed and burn motherfucker
its mine



-------------
Pretynd
- Monday, April 15, 2002 at 13:35:09 (PDT)


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Anonzipymous
- Monday, April 15, 2002 at 02:10:47 (PDT)


I was once a bug
I cannot be succinct
-------------
Anonymous
- Sunday, April 14, 2002 at 18:49:37 (PDT)


oooo courier new!
-------------
Anonymous
- Sunday, April 14, 2002 at 01:55:57 (PDT)


"Thats just nitpicking"
-------------
Spinal Tarp
- Sunday, April 14, 2002 at 01:50:42 (PDT)


Your're all pathetic. Im the nosey neighbor....your
little pseudo-lives equal SHIT. Yep that's the simple
equasion and you raven haired shit I hope you never find your sanity and never stumble across sleep, these
are the least you deserve, and Tess, I hope you are dead. Im sick of reading about you and the dead cat shit. You all suck in your own poetic-pathetic right.
Keep on spongin.........suck down those dime bags you loosers!! I commend you all

-------------
ME
- Saturday, April 13, 2002 at 17:18:07 (PDT)


I love you Maria
I see the sun and moon in your eyes
My heart is empty without your love

-------------
Anonymous
- Saturday, April 13, 2002 at 14:30:22 (PDT)


"Sure thing"

fat ugly women
Anonymous
- Sunday, April 07, 2002 at 23:44:56 (PDT)


"sure thing"

Fat ugly women

Anonymous
- Sunday, April 07, 2002 at 23:44:00 (PDT)


rejection dose #62
Eve
- Sunday, April 07, 2002 at 12:50:32 (PDT)


Bertha Mae
I love you the way you are
you don't have to change
a thing
not your name

you are beauty
there is no shame
my true love my first love
my everything I love you
you mean more to me than a circular saw
I love you Bertha Mae
more than my truck
Anonymous
- Sunday, April 07, 2002 at 10:35:18 (PDT)


meow meow
stomp your head
meow meow
now your dead
meow smell punt
fly across the room
jump down up
listen to the crunch cry boom
meow meow
cut off your tail,then your head
bloody trail slippery sled
meow meow
shit or puke season
how the hell
there must be a reason
meow
- Sunday, April 07, 2002 at 00:54:37 (PST)


"True Love"

I look into bertha maes eyes
and think of no one else

Anonymous
- Sunday, April 07, 2002 at 00:38:31 (PST)


it is time

the painted cross roads were bare
Anonymous
- Saturday, April 06, 2002 at 23:57:27 (PST)


Bertha mae I love you
bertha mae I do
I cant go on with out you
TO YOU MY HEART IS TRUE
Bertha Mae I need you
yes I really do
Bertha Mae believe
that all my loves for you
*+*
- Saturday, April 06, 2002 at 13:01:31 (PST)


Welcome to the septic tank of Poetry!!!

Here you'll find all the classics
enjoy
Anonymous
- Saturday, April 06, 2002 at 09:32:05 (PST)


I thought I was invited to play
dear
Anonymous
- Saturday, April 06, 2002 at 02:31:21 (PST)


why are you playing head games
over the missing puppy
now I'm gonna cut my wrists
the spotted dog
woof ruff
Anonymous
- Saturday, April 06, 2002 at 01:24:06 (PST)


tess isnt by the riverside, unless you count the septic leakage.
Anonymous
- Friday, April 05, 2002 at 18:44:55 (PST)


bertha mae,if you didnt look like camren diaz
i wouldnt love you still
now lets go look for tess
or at least an oil spill

"Love at the Gas Pumps"

I stop in to see you
so I gotta buy your gas
then my car won't run
our conversation has to be fast
so I only buy your coffee
then you give it to me for free
I tell you about my greAt job
so you'll want to get with me
now I wont buy the cheap crappy gas
but still stop in to see you everyday
you can come back into my life in fifteen years
on our wedding day
Anonymous
- Friday, April 05, 2002 at 12:16:48 (PST)


"I looked for Tess again"

I looked for Tess by the riverside
tell me what did I see

A smelly cat fish collection
full of mercury

I asked the weezer groupies where the dog is
they wore shades that happened to be 3D

They sang petuia clark songs
until a quarter till three

I knew that scene was nowhere
I don't care what it means

I met a nice Italian girl
thought this is the one for me

She sounded just like joan jett
her hair was a classic cut short and sassy

I forgot about the dog right then
if you can relate

I found myself lost in a daze
I musta violated her space

'Cause the sweetest words rolled off her lips
I could almost taste

Her eyes met mine as she said
"Why you looking at me like I'm your date"
Anonymous
- Friday, April 05, 2002 at 01:53:47 (PST)


bring it on home
Anonymous
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 22:56:56 (PST)


Happy Birthday, you heartbreaker
how long has it been?
I could never forget a redhead with stars in her eyes and black lace cuffs
in the fried chicken choirgirl food hall

so I hear you're locked up
that's a shame
but I love you just the same
just because you never received my letters doesnt mean I dont care
I still think of you
and wonder how life has fared you
if you ever got to do what you really wanted to do
If you got to do what you thought was right
got to be with a good person that actually deserved you for once
I can't help but think you sold for really cheap
I dunno
I guess I cared too much
pushed you away
Mary Jane
you're still in Waterhouse art

you could never die
you could never, ever die

I thought I'd pass out if I never got to meet you

Eve
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 20:36:51 (PST)


why am i not surprised.
Anonymous
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 14:38:10 (PST)


SORRY FOLKS
THIS SITE HAS BEEN CLOSED
DUE TO LACK OF POETRY
Thank You
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 05:49:07 (PST)


septic tank a go go
Anonymous
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 05:46:32 (PST)


weezer a thon
Anonymous
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 05:46:15 (PST)


the kendalls
Anonymous
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 05:44:56 (PST)


the kendalls
Anonymous
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 05:44:55 (PST)


banjo
Anonymous
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 05:44:17 (PST)


fuckituprocky
Anonymous
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 05:44:00 (PST)


tess a dumplin
Anonymous
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 05:43:38 (PST)


pretard-a-fart
Anonymous
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 05:43:07 (PST)


all hallows eve
after bertha

Anonymous
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 05:42:33 (PST)


robin boo boo kitty
Anonymous
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 05:41:39 (PST)


star

lilly crack

rotten apple
recycle

straight jackets
Anonymous
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 05:26:54 (PST)


onion
Anonymous
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 02:03:25 (PST)


yeah mother fucker
I'll take the roxy sandwich with fries
get back
jack
nigga
you's is wiggity whack
and on the wrong track
on the wrong trail
stay away from the third rail
when I cut you up
I ain't going your bail
Anonymous
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 00:48:06 (PST)


"I SEARCHED THE CITY FOR TESS"

I went to a garage sale
where the old ladies are
how many miles near or far
have you old bags a chance to see
a little dog named tessy?

I went to the welfare line to find a new ho
said bitch where my dawg be
bitch said I dunno
caseworker got mad
and choked on a chicken bone
secruity got dialing the telephone

I ran out in the street then down an alley
picked up a transfer not yet expired
how could it be
hopped on a bus just to get free
went to the end of the line and met an ugly bag lady
looked in her cart there was nothing for me
I asked her about tess she said she be glad to help me

I had enough baby sitting for the elderly crazy
began a new search that involed only me
looked at the shelter where there was lots of people watching TV
none of them happened to see
a dog named tess
out and about running free

I hailed a cab that had two meters
so I kinda figured this guys a cheater
I said thats funny your license says osama bin laden
he said yeah ha ha I just bought it
so I asked the guy where could we see a dog named tess
so he took me to a whorehouse and said thats thirty
I got out and kicked the tires
told him I dont know the pressures kinda low
I'll give ya twenty five but I want your shoes to
he started cussing
so I knew somethings wrong
went down town and rode a river boat
sang along with a wino playing the saxophone
out in front of the tribune building
all day long
then he said we gots enough
and went back to the box he sleeps in
to shoot up
I said its getting late
lets look and see
if theres a dog we can find
for my sweet biker honey
he acted as if he did'nt care
he started to drool
then he started to stare
so I went on to search on my own
soon I called china town my home
I found a big pot of rice
cooling in the alley
where the rats thought that was nice
so I looked inside and what did I see
lots and lots of dogs and cats
but none of them was the spotted tessy

the white sox are losers so I know she won't go there
I ran across the dan ryan where the cars dont care
I went on over to navy pier
I looked out in the lake with a bunch of tears
there just was no dog as I had feared
no where no where could I see
the missing dog that drove me crazy
Anonymous
- Thursday, April 04, 2002 at 00:28:32 (PST)


hold up !
I know whats really
going on here...
this is one of those cheesy
80's pornos isnt it?
get off of my set
and out of my house
you will not destroy my innocence


ha ha ha
Pretynd
- Wednesday, April 03, 2002 at 22:10:44 (PST)


if you want to see tess, i suggest checking my septic tank
Anonymous
- Wednesday, April 03, 2002 at 14:10:11 (PST)


Tess is gone without a trace
polygraph your crazy face
confessions are plentiful these days
the electrodes are in place

where is she I ask and ask
in lies the mental one basks
no more are her shadows cast
all we want is Tess back
Anonymous
- Wednesday, April 03, 2002 at 11:21:21 (PST)


"Your going to have to get off your ass,
and look for Tess"

Taz is gonna spaz
cupcakes gonna be pissed
her dog is gone gone gone
and some crazy person says they ate it

I cant look her in the eye
and say I know where she is
over a nice burrito
because theres another lettuce shortage

she was'nt a.k.c. registered
she wasnt a biker bitch
but she was a hunter
and she would point at shit

sure she was smart as a dolphin
and in the house she never went
barked to warn you when she heard noises
as good as a puppie dog could get

although its been a long time
and all my lies are running thin
I've run out of excuses
to tell my classy wench

nobody ate your dog honey
thats just a bunch of shit
now lets drink the boxelder coffee
and try to live past this

since it was for you I left my wife
even though I did do your cousin
now that the truth is out
theres no dog,so now were even

she was going to be the bridesmaid
and wear a funny dress
just dance over to the pound
and get another dog,I guess
Anonymous
- Wednesday, April 03, 2002 at 03:23:27 (PST)


Thx for giving me the space to laugh,
telling lies and foolish tales.

Hammer away on the pedestal,
but not on the man posing, my dear.

Embarrassed, a little.
Angry, a little.
Control?



Z
- Tuesday, April 02, 2002 at 22:31:38 (PST)


for the last time--i ate tess.
now shut up,
or ill mail her remains
from my doggie-bag to you
Anonymous
- Tuesday, April 02, 2002 at 13:22:36 (PST)


can i get a refund?
Anonymous
- Tuesday, April 02, 2002 at 12:15:28 (PST)


There is no cure
only mantenance
to my disease
tyring to beat down alice
but she just grows and breathes
yesterday was a bad day
and no matter what I say
it just wont leave


my my I miss sleep and sanity
Pretynd
- Tuesday, April 02, 2002 at 07:59:37 (PST)


kiss the frog

-where the heck is tessy pooh?
maybe bin laden got to you

missing since I don't know when
my X girl friend never forgets

mAybe shes my x cause I lost her dog
put this one in the memory log

right there on my personel file
now she'll never again let me smile

maybe I'm sorry I lost your dog
I looked forever,shes just lost

I'll make it up to you someday
before you turn sixty eight

I'll go look on the hill
but you can bet I'll be up there with jill
A
- Tuesday, April 02, 2002 at 02:06:00 (PST)


"Tess is Gone"

I looked for Tess in the jungle
where a crocodile almost ate me
then I was viciously attacked
by an elderly spider monkey who had no teeth

I tried to hide in the rain forrest
but could'nt find a tree
its to bad I was'nt looking for a lion
because I seen at least three

I could have caught malaria
but I guess I got lucky
guess who snuck into my tent at midnight
a great big horsefly that had fleas

I looked for Tess in the desert
with grains of sand in my eyes
where a thirst came over me
it never rained and was always dry

I looked for Tess just about everywhere
everywhere you could think
she was'nt at the carnival
and she was'nt under the kitchen sink

I know no one ate her
unless they had mental disease
I bet shes up in heaven now
running thru clouds so free

Tess is gone,this ain't no joke
Oh,how could this be
she was so very smart
the best little dog you had ever seen
Anonymous
- Monday, April 01, 2002 at 23:14:42 (PST)


the return of eve!
please please please post
some of your beautiful long-form
poems, o my goddess of the cyber-pen!
Anonymous
- Monday, April 01, 2002 at 21:58:07 (PST)


....and now I'm paying for it
sleep = of the gods
Eve
- Monday, April 01, 2002 at 18:29:06 (PST)


shes stuffed cuz i ate her insides.
you just have the skin, is all.
she tasted damn yummy, if
you want to know
Anonymous
- Monday, April 01, 2002 at 16:13:45 (PST)


if you ate tess your going to die
foot and mouth disease are the reason why
and if that was'nt bad enuff
I know your lying cause I had her stuffed
now I talk to her as I write
she never says a thing
but thats alright

Anonymous
- Monday, April 01, 2002 at 14:05:06 (PST)


Drink up the boxelder coffee and cheers
theres always tardzilla and check out this great website .


davezilla.iswonderful.net/
Anonymous
- Monday, April 01, 2002 at 11:30:28 (PST)


Davezilla has quit.
let us mourn the loss of a pig-headed
obnoxious amusing website
Anonymous
- Monday, April 01, 2002 at 10:15:18 (PST)


im telling you, i ate tess
Anonymous
- Monday, April 01, 2002 at 10:14:41 (PST)


"Tess"

I Looked for Tess up in the mountains
until I fell down a well
no matter what I wished for
no matter how loud I yelled

It was so dark,I could'nt see
somehow I lost her trail
I was stuck in there for three days
I thought I was in hell

Nobody looked for me
as far as I could tell
I just don't know where she can be
but I Looked for Tess with a capital "L"

I rented a hollywood spotlight
and aimed it at the stars
my stalker friend a cop for pretend
set up a roadblock and double checked all the cars

I ran an ad in the newspapers
with a big reward
all I got now is printing bills
never did hear a word

I listened to the allman brothers
think it was eat a peach
then I found a fat lady sleeping on the beach

I asked her if she had seen her
nope is what she said
I asked her to help me look
look for a doggie named tess
but she wanted me to rub lotion
on her backside instead

so I drank everything in her cooler
and ran to a payphone to call jill
,who looks a bit underfed
only because I'll always love her
its the only thing in my head

I looked for Tess in the parking lot
but did'nt get to far
because the first building I peeked in
happened to be a bar

So I went in and had a few
as I passed tess' picture around
the big guy down on the end made a joke
so I broke his fucking nose
then felt like I should buy everybody a round

I looked for Tess at the dog pound
where I set some mangy mutts free
I don't think I'll be going back around
there anytime soon
because they are still pissed at me

I looked for Tess under an overpass
where I met some homeless bums
they we're all friendly enough
because they thought I had the
money to give them some
========
I looked for Tess with a satellite
every single day and night
I even used telescopes
and sadly I have lost my hopes
I looked for Tess on the internet
but still have'nt found her yet
Anonymous
- Monday, April 01, 2002 at 01:26:25 (PST)


why do celebrities always die in threes
Anonymous
- Friday, March 29, 2002 at 14:29:47 (PST)


Milton Berle Died agaun
goodnite John boy
Anonymous
- Friday, March 29, 2002 at 11:37:12 (PST)


"Goodbye"

Alicia,Andie,Angela,Anna, Barbie,Bertha,Betty,Carrie,
Cheryl,Christina,Dawn,Dawn, Debbie,Debbie,Donna,Erica,
Erin,Ermma,Gabrielle,Gina, Helena,Isabelle,Jackie,Janet,
Jennifer,Jenny,Jina,Joy, Joyce,Kerri,Kim,Kristan,Laura,
Leticia,Linda,Lisa,Lisa, Lisa,Lori,Maria,Maria,Maria,
Maria,Maria,Mariella,Mary, Mary,Merideth,Nancy,Nicki,
NicolePam,Raina,Rene,Robbin, Roberta,Roxanne,Sam,Shelly,Sherry
Stacey,Stacey,Sue,Susan,Susan,Tabbitha,Tammi,Tammy,
Tammy,Vicki,Wendy
~^
- Friday, March 29, 2002 at 00:59:32 (PST)


"Song of the Flying Maggots"

Infestation
will be your salvation
with no preparation
avoid the conversation
swarm in the retardation
you have the blind authorization
sentance yourself to live with satan in the
infestation
infestation
infestation
infestation
infestation
Anonymous
- Thursday, March 28, 2002 at 22:44:36 (PST)


you didnt check your dingleberry for tess
Anonymous
- Thursday, March 28, 2002 at 21:33:53 (PST)


I looked for tess in town
I looked down by the sea
I looked for tess on the hillside
I searched the woods deep

I called her name till I have no voice
I whistled come here to me
I prayed that somewhere in heaven
that this was all a nightmare
but I am not asleep

I looked for tess all day long
until I have blistered feet
I have'nt seen a sign
or trace nowhere
where oh where can she be

you may think this is funny
but look around if you please
cause when cupcake get heres
and there is no Tess
she's gonna kick the living shit out of you and me
Anonymous
- Thursday, March 28, 2002 at 20:10:47 (PST)


Don't look at me,
I never heard of her
I was with Maria that night.
Satan
- Thursday, March 28, 2002 at 18:09:55 (PST)


keep in mind i am simpley a girl
a girl with a cold hart
a girl without a soul
i sold my soul it to the devil in exchange for a dime bag
but then i got it back
in exchange for a good fuck
now i am a lost little girl
with no place to hide
i went to heven and they said i didnt belong
then i went to hell and got told i wasnt sappose to be there either
now im all alone, on earth hell and heaven
now im a lonely simple girl

Risika Saint
- Thursday, March 28, 2002 at 17:26:07 (PST)


That is so rude,
you know I only do chinese
if I can't get a mexican

you are so uncouth
to talk while your still chewing

how very crude you are
in comparison

Anonymous
- Thursday, March 28, 2002 at 10:32:29 (PST)


tess is dead shes dead i say
i saw her corpse being shoveled
into the truck with the rest of the herd.
i think my mom bought her for two bucks a pound
and ground her into sloppy joe meat.
you were there, you said it was the best youd ever eaten
Anonymous
- Thursday, March 28, 2002 at 08:51:27 (PST)


yo Alec LOCK THE DOOR
Anonymous
- Thursday, March 28, 2002 at 06:30:27 (PST)


yo Alec LOCK THE DOOR
Anonymous
- Thursday, March 28, 2002 at 06:30:06 (PST)


do you have info on tess?
where is she?
do you know for sure that she is in fact dead?
if your only joking thats not very funny!
would you like to walk around town with me
and hand out flyers with a picture of tess on them maybe tack some up some where,
to make up for your playing mind games with me?
Anonymous
- Wednesday, March 27, 2002 at 23:23:31 (PST)


oh tess (of the d'urbervilles in this case though)
you were so great.
ok youre dead now. we shall
all get over it now.
one post a day you twit, please.
than we can all mourn as one
Anonymous
- Wednesday, March 27, 2002 at 21:25:43 (PST)


"Tess in wonderland"
Eat the rabbit
drink the mushroom milk
ladder up ladder down
telescope lens
crying dogs
I need nicole kidmans nose
and hailey's cheeks and brittney's money
Anonymous
- Wednesday, March 27, 2002 at 19:29:18 (PST)


"Tess Tess, Whats next"

Tess was a slut and a little whore
she always cheated on Nixon with Milton Berle
she did'nt care about anyones feelings
thats for sure
but now they are both gone
shes no ones girl
Tess your only hurting your self
he was too old for you
you have to love your self
to your heart be true
Anonymous
- Wednesday, March 27, 2002 at 18:05:39 (PST)


"Roses for Tessy"

I just don't care anymore
now that tess is gone
I don't know what I can do
at night I toss and turn
I have looked near and far
theres no answer in sight
has she went to heaven
I hope that shes alright
in the silver lined clouds
there is room to run
where the harps play
out there having fun
never again hurting
missing our love
Anonymous
- Wednesday, March 27, 2002 at 15:48:30 (PST)


Happy Easter Eve
Anonymous
- Wednesday, March 27, 2002 at 15:21:56 (PST)


"Cheer up Tess"

Tess could'nt stop crying
the night duddly moore died
for all the times she drank with him
burst out from the inside
stumbling down the stairs
whisked up and full of lies
none of that mattered now
he was still her guy
Tess could'nt stop him from dying
the angel that she is
and though he did'nt work much
he never passed on the drinks you had to give
Tess never stopped trying
to get him back in the biz
because she loved him
she'll always remember the way he called her his "bitch"
Anonymous
- Wednesday, March 27, 2002 at 14:25:55 (PST)


"A golden pogo stick for tess"

Tess always used coupons
when ever she would shop
they thought she was from canada
like pamela lee when she took off her top
only problem is like the easter bunny she would hop
and only when the beastie boys played
would she ever try to stop
she broke out of the dungeon
then planted all the crop
a big ol' german shepard wearing a new tux
stopped by one summerday gathering nuts
said Tess won't you come with me lets go do lunch
that was the last we seen of her
its been about 65 months
Anonymous
- Wednesday, March 27, 2002 at 13:42:12 (PST)


"Tess fought the Devil in the NAM"

Running thru the jungles
eating roots and bark
watching her buddies die
or only blown apart
living in a hole in the ground
live to see her name in a national park
shes been the hero
shes been a saint
she had a commie girl friend
she wears the war paint

Tess fought the devil in the nam
prayed to god it would stop
drank blood from a silver cup
and came back home to get beat by the cops
Anonymous
- Wednesday, March 27, 2002 at 13:29:27 (PST)


"America LET'S ROLL!!!"

Tess was on another boring trip for the agency
when flying back home
the terrorists overtook the plane
she met the reaper and shook the hand of death
someone yelled "LETS ROLL"
and Tess jumped the gunman from behind
he shot her and holes in the side of the plane
the vacuum pulled Tess out into the clouded heavens
as the plane went down spiraling to hell
tess watched from above
up there looking down
when it rains I know shes crying
Anonymous
- Wednesday, March 27, 2002 at 13:21:28 (PST)


"The Amazing Adventures of Tess"

She ran from everything
all her problems
the sadness in her eyes
she was no south side blonde
but found herself dancing at a dive
working all nite for kibbles and bits
in and out of the lock up
missing court dates
run
run again
she found herself waitressing
whatever that means
staring blankly into space over cold coffee
remembering the days of barking at the mailman
she was free of all that now
and could start a new life
but shot up some bad shit and O.D.ed
in a trailer park in doggie hieghts
listening to her favorite recording of barry manilow singing B-I-N-G-O
Anonymous
- Wednesday, March 27, 2002 at 13:12:25 (PST)


"Searchin'"

I whistle yell and call your name
cross my fingers then pray that you come back
drive around the neighborhood
looking for a sign of your tracks
but,theres no trace of you
alone here I stand

I'm searchin'
looking high and low
I'm searchin'
Tess where did you go
I'm searchin'
sure wish that I'd know
I'm searchin'
slowly losin' hope

I talk to all your friends
still no sign of you
looks like its the end
I don't know what to do
I've checked the police and hospitals
look for a sign heaven sent
I hope you find happiness
wherever you have went
tess
- Wednesday, March 27, 2002 at 11:28:04 (PST)


"Its like a circus"

I would never believe it
how could it be
Tess ran off away from here
away from you and me

to join the circus
to join the circus
she did'nt warn us
what does she think

maybe someday when the sun is high up in the sky
Tess' show will come back to town
and return that love of mine
maybe for free tickets
we might have to hammer stakes down into the ground
for the big top whatever it takes
to see her lovely face around
Anonymous
- Wednesday, March 27, 2002 at 11:10:25 (PST)


9 1 1
{In Loving Memory of Tess}

She'll never come back to this world
she has gone to a better place
I'll always remember her barking about high gas prices
and jumping over the gate
I look at the clouds in the sky
as they move by
I can see her face
shes saying don't you cry
I'm alright
I have happiness
here there is no hate
Goodbye Tess
- Wednesday, March 27, 2002 at 00:07:15 (PST)


"When Tess comes back from the War"

When Tess comes back from the war
we are going out on the town
When she steps down off that platform
I'll be the first one to help her down
she will show me all her medals
I will be so proud
when tess comes back from the war
no one will wear a frown

When Tess comes back from the war
she will be able to get a V.A. loan
so the best part of it is
a new house she will own
to sit and tell war stories
and just get stoned

When Tess comes back from the war
we will be so happy we could cry
and thank the lord in doggie heaven
that she did'nt die
she will have done her part for her country
and saved our soldiers lives
on that day the flag will be flying high
Anonymous
- Tuesday, March 26, 2002 at 23:39:07 (PST)


So your not asking to wash my clothes
Anonymous
- Tuesday, March 26, 2002 at 19:09:54 (PST)


just say no
to transmission
daddy-o
Anonymous
- Tuesday, March 26, 2002 at 18:59:56 (PST)


hang out
do whatever the fuck we want
eat


it's good to get together and be slobs sometimes
Eve
- Tuesday, March 26, 2002 at 17:13:43 (PST)


"Fan tastic whore"

You are such a fantastic whore
I bow down at your feet
pull the dagger from my side
close my eyes forever
my thoughts bleed
your lies are down to a science
what did love ever mean
beg you for attention
beneath those angel wings
Award winning dolphin poetry
- Tuesday, March 26, 2002 at 16:51:24 (PST)


I wish

I wish I knew it was you
fucking with my mind the entire time
I wish I knew it was you
before you lost it
If I had known
if you had the guts to show
that it was you
it would have been different
if I had only known
it was you rotting my brain
in an anonymous way
if I knew it was you I would have never pushed you away
closed my mind and locked you out
there would have been a change
yes it is true
now its to late
it does'nt matter what you do
it can't be saved
I wish I knew it was you
my little mind fuck
if I had only known
then maybe life would not have sucked
Anonymous
- Tuesday, March 26, 2002 at 15:35:13 (PST)


"Peeking around the corner"

Peeking around the corner
looking at you you
catch you with a glance
peek a peek a BOO

looking thru the holes
cracks and fish eye lens
hoping soon you'll do something
so I can justify all this equiptment

peeking around the corner
watching what you do
listening to everything
this is what I do

peeking around the corner
recording your every move
this is my life
I think and breath you
before you take a step
I am there
like invisible glue

peeking around the corner
I have you in my sights
sure I fucked your mind up
but with me thats alright

peeeking around the corner
I'm not really there
I know you heard me talking
or was that the squeaking of the chair

peeking around the corner
I can see what you do
don't bother looking behind you
I will quickly move

peeking around the corners
hiding in the dark
I spy on everything you do
because
I am a fucking nark
Nosey Neighbor 007
- Tuesday, March 26, 2002 at 14:17:16 (PST)


"Reading your mail"

I'm reading all your mail
its boring me to hell
I wish you had some kind of life
I have wasted all this time

Why do you even want to live
if this is all
you have to give
your boring me out of my mind
there are people out there
having more excitment
who are blind
n\
- Tuesday, March 26, 2002 at 14:08:53 (PST)


"Hold Still"

O.K. Now don't you move
I'm going to climb farther into your ass
easy
don't move at all

I'm going to need more than my nose up your ass
Nosey Neighbor 007
- Tuesday, March 26, 2002 at 14:04:07 (PST)


"peace out groovy chic"

Your sister never washed my clothes
so I love only you
your sister who I'd like to know
so your spell
I break into
I can not reflect it on your bones
because I am your fool
your sister
just leave alone
she has some niceness too
the mouse and magic show
- Tuesday, March 26, 2002 at 12:35:00 (PST)


WINNER WINNER WINNER

Miss Spring 2002

~CARRIE~
Anonymous
- Tuesday, March 26, 2002 at 11:21:24 (PST)


WINNER WINNER WINNER


Miss Northern Illinois

~CARRIE~

Anonymous
- Tuesday, March 26, 2002 at 10:57:40 (PST)


Ropas Sucias

My sister whose eyes like amber hold secrets past
Whose lips speak only what is painless
Whose lips disguise her truth
My sister whose posture is broken by others' empty bottles
Whose feet are caught with the gout of seven dying men
Whose feet have wish to trod the paths of righteousness
But whose feet are swallowed by the unrighteous
My sister whose flower is scarred upon scars the torn again
Msister whose worn scarred flower produced awesom beauty and awesome beauty
And my sister whose beauties were ripped and scarred not unlike the flower

My sister whose mind is ravages by forty thieves
Whose mind is wasting away
Whose mind is waxing old and useless
My sisiter whose knowledge is deceived
Whose learning is not pure, not true
My sister whose heart requires the love of only few
But my sister who receives the love of only two
Pins & Needles
- Tuesday, March 26, 2002 at 09:37:06 (PST)


"Sad Goodbye"

We are going to miss you
tears in our eyes
I know it is'nt like me
I know I never ever cry
we are going to miss you
Tess look down from the skies
shadows from heaven
its to late to say goodbye
the last times I saw you
I never realized
the end was near
it was nowhere in your eyes
you are my angel
and I still have your breathe
to remind
tess you are my angel
and this is our sad goodbye
what really happened
is now covered in lies
I am going to miss you
if I could remember what the fuck you looked like
?????
???
??
?
pete and the pooper scoopers
- Monday, March 25, 2002 at 23:25:23 (PST)


"what she wanted to happened"

I kept Tess and got all her shots and taught her dozens of brand new tricks and took her to contests where she won ribbons and trophies and then I bought another one just like her and bred them perfectly.
and sold the pups and gave her the money.
and we all lived happily ever after,the end.
Anonymous
- Monday, March 25, 2002 at 23:12:54 (PST)


"What I told her happened"

Tess and I were playing frisbie and she went deep and right into traffic and a big truck sent her to doggie heaven.
Anonymous
- Monday, March 25, 2002 at 23:00:17 (PST)


"what could have happened"

Tess got out of prison and was refused welfare
so after spending time eating out of dumpsters and roaming the alleys she came up with a elvis impersonator routine and tried it out on the crowd over at the soup kitchen first then moved over to the nurising home where they thought she was the real thing. The local ad paper did a small write up about her on page 24 of the weekly edition giving her fantastic reviews and she was noticed in public by herso called fans everywhere she went but never recieved a dime of the money made off the underground bootleg copies of the films she starred in.
Anonymous
- Monday, March 25, 2002 at 22:58:31 (PST)


"What really happened"

Tess attended 15 hours of school
7 days a week and after three years of intensive study
she was ready for the space shuttle launch
she was'nt the first choice for the project but as luck would have it
she won the moon walk lottery
she is doing more than her share
floating around in a tin can looking down at the earth when the roatation is right blocking commie signals
and living it up eating kal-kan on your tax dollars
Anonymous
- Monday, March 25, 2002 at 22:50:02 (PST)


I think your what happened to the poets
your bullshit criticism
and no contribution of art
just your retard comments
if this is all you have to offer
I wish the cat box poet would come back
at least you knew it was shit
and it was more interesting
Anonymous
- Monday, March 25, 2002 at 22:14:30 (PST)


whT Happened to the poets here?
just because you type shit and call it a poem
doenst make you a poet
Anonymous
- Monday, March 25, 2002 at 19:20:34 (PST)


"The Truth"

I really don't care about the people
what happens to lives
I see them as parts
organs seperate from this world
something to pratice on
until I get the money for a higher tax bracket
Dr. Karen Cervenka
- Monday, March 25, 2002 at 18:06:31 (PST)


I read your poetry,and in every line there was truth in my heart. every part of my soul with each word I read. All I can say is thank you for letting my soul experience such truth,for experiencing the pain I have felt and never been quite able to say,Never been able to give words or meaning to my pain and that of which you did astounds me.All the right words in every line and phrase you truly have a gift.

Anonymous
- Monday, March 25, 2002 at 15:19:30 (PST)


"Behind the firewall"

Our words waltz
wraped around each other
wireless network snake dance doctors
blocking out the lies
asorbing reality


The Truth Master
- Monday, March 25, 2002 at 15:15:15 (PST)


Camaflage"

I rip out the walls under the sink
so I can see everything
everything but what you think
I installed a two way mirror
so we can see
I made wall panels for my escape
while you look to doors and windows
I run like a rat around your place
I move freely when you look the other way
I listen in on the phone line
to everything you say
I sabatoge your electronic equipment
to be my slave
but your boring me to death with humour
when its your pits you don't shave
Nosey Neighbor 007
- Monday, March 25, 2002 at 12:12:17 (PST)


How did satan know which of your many skitz-o-plenty names to call you?
You have more names than the bible has psalms.
Save the DOLPHINS
- Sunday, March 24, 2002 at 11:19:04 (PST)


I fucked SATAN and he screamed my name
no seriously i did!!
Satans little play toy
- Sunday, March 24, 2002 at 11:12:06 (PST)


in the times of hate and glory
its easy to play games with stupid little minds
i can make u feel like crap
and i can make u scream my name
im times or pity and sorrow
i like to keep in control
and thats just fine to do
so i can fuck with u
Risika Saint
- Sunday, March 24, 2002 at 11:10:51 (PST)


Same winner every single season
there is consistency

Miss Winter 2001-2002
~Carrie~

Anonymous
- Saturday, March 23, 2002 at 22:01:55 (PST)


HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
I'M GOING TO DRAG THIS SHIT OUT AS LONG AS I CAN

just to make YOU suffer!!
SATAN
- Saturday, March 23, 2002 at 19:23:48 (PST)


"Cold Cowboy"

I am the black cowboy
in the out house I hide
here comes the phone man
wants me to come outside
in this porta potty
I reside
it is cold out there
I was here first
this is not a lie
my boss will not find me here
unless you let the cat out of the bag
I can not tell you why
I have seventeen cents
I can not afford a bribe
nor a phone call
the world is mine
my boss sent me out here
and when I go back I will lie
and tell them all I did my job
or at least I will try
upon questioning I will deny
thru my teeth

I threw away the papers
they gave me to pass out to the peoples
I threw away the answers
I know I should have keeped them
Dr. Stuart Shapiro
- Saturday, March 23, 2002 at 17:19:23 (PST)


Dear Lord,
please bring us more pie!
Hungry Jack
- Saturday, March 23, 2002 at 14:17:00 (PST)


puking is overrated.
try eating cotton!
Anonymous
- Saturday, March 23, 2002 at 10:33:30 (PST)


I want to look good
I want you to like what you see
so I vomit up everything that I eat

I want to be thin
and I want you to want me
so I throw up everything inside of me

I want to model,like in the magazines
except for real with you next to me
so I puke out the expensive dinners you waste on me

I want you to beg on your knees
I want you to drool over everything you see
so I stick my fingers down my throat
till I am empty
Tardzilla
- Saturday, March 23, 2002 at 10:24:25 (PST)


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