When I'm alone
I sure weep
When I write
I cherry bomb
When I dance
I boogie nude
When I pickle
It really hurts
When I poem
I say fuck off cunt
When I eat
I use a titanium straw
When I jerk off
I jerk a lot
When I race
I oil up & shave
When I dream
I lick your face
When I laugh
People Pi
When I sigh
I postulate to a turkey call
When I impale
It's for keeps
When I KKK
It's for Jesu
When I cook
Spiders cheer me on
When I flip
My socks babtise Satan
When I swim
I ear breathe water
When I edit
Poodles explode in China
When I pen paper
Toilets underflow
When I molt
Snakes move to Ireland
When I comb my hair
I don't need a mirror
When I sin
God breast feeds Red-herring
And when I fuck
You still just tv. dinner?
One day soon, I'll use the backs of your poems
To start a magazine called "Wiseacring kitsch".
Then I will rape your words with stickmen flip books.
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Written January 10th, 2004
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Glad to see you're high on pure idiot.
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to say what you say the way that you say makes not me day so please go away until you can play with words that WE say
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No, be honest, there's no harm in that.
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When I comb my hair I don't need a mirror either. I don't even need to comb my hair. It's just kind of there. I have read many of your poems and really don't understand most of them. This is due to ignorance on many topics that you discuss, as well statements you make that seemed to be from your wit, and are your own statements. I like this poem because to me it says you go all out when you feel something or do something. I have not wanted to comment on any of your poems because I always felt my comments would sound as though I was blowing sunshine up someones ass, or just plain stupid. I have commented on some of your poems in the past. I remember commenting on one of them called temporal I believe. Perhaps I am getting the title wrong, but it had to due with not being able to sell sand to a desert, or perhaps things don't come easy if you don't work for them. Actually I think I got the title wrong but is temporal another poem of yours? Anyway congrats on being a published writer and being able to recognize shit poems which some of mine are, and shit poems period. Not all of them are shit in my opinion but I know some of them are and haven't made much sense in the past. Forgive me, I am on a truth spill. In any event, if I come across a poem of yours in the future that I think is crap, I will be sure to let you know but most of your poems I cannot understand anyway. This was a good poem to me and I understood it to the best of my ability. Take care horus. Have a good one.
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well it's not hard to understand that you make your living as a published writer.you are a great writer.you are always to be respected for that.this one doesn't carry as much of the shock value as some of your others.the simplicity of it however does give it girth.
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ahh hahaha that was great. good job. i loved it.
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I believe I owe you a round of applause! This was amazing. All I can say is that I think my pants exploded with happy. Ehehehe. Keep your pen flowing!
Broken Raven -
You of course are aware that's because I am a superior poet, by the way, you meant "exercise", but nice try! I can respect anyone that has the patience enough to mispell the word exercise, kudos. In all actuality, what I like to do, since I'm one of the few writers on this site that actually makes a living as a published writer, is fuck with people, no offense.
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Thank you.
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this moved along at a pedestrian rate, something I haven't seen in many of your poems. A couple lines were ill conceived i.e. "niggerific". I did actually enjoy the couplet, "When I sin, God breast feeds Red-Herring." Overall, this poem is an excercize...It gallivants about with an air of superiority which it fails to exhibit in its form and language.
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well this is a very nice poem and i really enjoyed reading it.thank you so much for sharing. i hate your guts for taking all the words and possessing them so much when i want them all.i love the way you get away with it all. it must be very frustrating for you having a herd of sycophants following you and never getting any criticism.....
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I have to say that
"When I laugh
People Pi"
is one of the best damned statements I've read in a hugely long time. Yeah, I'm weird, we know it, let's move on. "Much too simple?" It is in the illusion of simplicity that brilliance lies.
I also truly adore
"When I edit
Poodles explode in China"
Yum.
Have a lovely day.
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i, didn't really like this one as much as i like the last ones, it seems much too simple, and somewhat contrived, but that's me.
One bad one, out of all the ones i've read is pretty good...
Nyx...
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First Time Read: Knife in the heart. Horus8 hates us all. Stop writing, don't bother anymore. Second Time Read: He hates us so much but for christ's sake why does he make hating us such a tasty nugget. Third Time Read: The battered wife, I keep coming back for more. And I'm becoming conditioned to the smacks. Fourth Time Read: At the confessional, rescued from my fragile state I join the Halleiujah Horus Chorus.
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Kick Ass
Ooh Ooh! Can I volunteer my reams of verbiage to jumpstart your enterprise? As long as I get one free copy to show to my mother who will promptly slap my face and call the cops....ah, just kidding. She wouldn't understand and of this...or she might and pretend she doesn't.
This is sheer artistry (yah, I might have said that before about some of your stuff, but I wasn't lying then and I ain't lying now). Damn, this is the ultimate dis rap (and I don't even know what that is, but I'll bet dollars to doughnuts I'm right) and not only is it as humerous as hell, but it's got power and rhythm and a bag full of sheep guts dripping blood from the sack.
You sir, kick ass. Hell, feel free to kick mine.
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