tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283903424764997693.post8537452034786506071..comments2023-10-04T07:03:19.927-07:00Comments on font 3 poems: old subshiccuphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04265452976935652915noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283903424764997693.post-44365287603318032112009-12-19T21:52:40.688-08:002009-12-19T21:52:40.688-08:00Trying to hide the light under a bag of circles
w...Trying to hide the light under a bag of circles<br /><br />watch steam whisps<br />rise from 2am, a cup - the world<br />seems black & red and white & grey and green<br />the broiler - my new home - the va<br />a section eight - voucher and holly jolly<br />work for a living I don't - please chance<br />give to another sleepless night<br />I rise, I rise<br />but not to the sun<br />or your moon<br />beamAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283903424764997693.post-23869409503490235882009-12-19T21:47:51.599-08:002009-12-19T21:47:51.599-08:00The Daughter Of Christmas
I never thought my love...The Daughter Of Christmas<br /><br />I never thought my love<br />would taste like black<br />bean soup<br />heated from a can<br />you refused<br />to eat<br /><br />or that this is the third time I wiped out your hard drive<br /><br />i only hoped to show you the value<br />of love<br />forgiving its self<br />but I realize it's<br />too cold<br />in every bedroom<br /><br />& I ought to move the kitchen into it<br />or I may never surivie<br />living aloneAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283903424764997693.post-3695742257155157372009-12-13T10:09:15.647-08:002009-12-13T10:09:15.647-08:00sensualist
betoken of dirt
flower singer
pale dark...sensualist<br />betoken of dirt<br />flower singer<br />pale dark<br />heartAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283903424764997693.post-75571453502614095982009-12-09T18:59:28.817-08:002009-12-09T18:59:28.817-08:00dear t
i like that poem. do i have to not use it?...dear t<br /><br />i like that poem. do i have to not use it?hiccuphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04265452976935652915noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283903424764997693.post-74806616715690232442009-12-07T15:46:16.607-08:002009-12-07T15:46:16.607-08:00o! sarah!
our doe eyed beauty
when will you go co...o! sarah!<br /><br />our doe eyed beauty<br />when will you go cougar?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283903424764997693.post-5156846067398075642009-12-07T14:17:10.527-08:002009-12-07T14:17:10.527-08:00i meant... i WANT to post something better. loli meant... i WANT to post something better. lolAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283903424764997693.post-8243209919528786242009-12-07T14:05:27.175-08:002009-12-07T14:05:27.175-08:00hi, it's me. please delete that windows-crayon...hi, it's me. please delete that windows-crayons poem. i will post something better. p.s. that cool animated looks-like-a-penis image is fucking up. like animated images do. parts become a black curtain. ~tAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283903424764997693.post-12831091874117750502009-12-07T07:10:10.071-08:002009-12-07T07:10:10.071-08:00strange time
in the backyard
so many birds
all bl...strange time<br />in the backyard<br /><br />so many birds<br />all black<br />pecking at snow<br /><br />with the frenzy <br />of stars, reversing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283903424764997693.post-59209888364111342602009-11-28T12:03:36.409-08:002009-11-28T12:03:36.409-08:00windows
crayons
in my heart
the choir members
ar...windows<br />crayons<br /><br /><br />in my heart<br />the choir members<br />are rats melted like ash. <br /><br />the on-<br />fire<br /><br />glassAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com