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    -(* poetry thread *)-

    There've been a bunch of po'mes (pennyeach!) popping up here lately. I thought it might be nice to condense their spread to a thread. Who knows, maybe a black hole will form or something...

    I'll start this thread with one'a my own...
    longsince
    (por papa)
    -=-=-=-=-=-=-=

    through the blackrot branches of the dead tree
    where lifeless leaves still hung to break the sunlight
    from the cracked and hardened ground
    past snagged bunches of down
    left by young blackbirds long since flown away
    and bred
    and died
    and up beyond the orange haze
    in a corner of what used to be called the sky
    on a piece of its torn fabric
    i read the barely legible spray-painted words:
    don't tread on me

    and in abandoned corridor
    on the top floor of a forgotten high-rise
    in the middle of the deserted city
    an infant sat reaching
    for a mother that wasn't there

    and the power lines hum a song of swarming
    for a past that wants the present for its own

    and somewhere, long ago
    before the dinosaurs
    long even before the first plants
    or the time of algae
    in the cold brine of an empty ocean
    under an unforgiving vermillion sky
    there was a first thing
    molecule or virus or protocell
    which turned through the lonely expanses
    of an empty sea it never had noticed before
    and said:
    I AM SOMETHING DIFFERENT!
    in a language which still echoes
    off the deeper canyon walls

    an old man sat on a bench
    at night
    in the middle of the city
    as the chill of winter began to set in
    and watched a young group of girls
    pass under a street light
    on the other side

    at the night club
    in the incoherent blaze of guitar white noise
    and the steady 4/4 drum work of the drum machines
    a circle forms in the center of the crowd
    as worship begins to a god of pain
    in an effort to escape reality

    one girl, more numb than the rest
    tries uselessly to find her way back

    and venus looks like a star tonight

    and in the ruins of an ancient temple
    something between a church and a courtroom
    i or something archetypes can't fathom
    steps heavily across the stones and shards
    while rainbows slowly slide across
    an unshaven face
    and falling to his knees
    at the foot of the magistrate's desk
    the phantom lifts his weary head
    to the stained glass teeth
    jutting from the few remaining walls
    and whispers in a voice not loud enough to echo:
    i don't want to be different anymore

    and a mother takes her child
    and places him softly beneath her breast
    cradling him and singing gently while he feeds:
    don't fade on me

    and the scientists gather on the hill above their great experiment
    and etched on the film
    formed in holographic symphonies of superheated helium
    the bubble chamber tracks grew
    curve by scintillating curve
    slowly carving
    the lines
    on the face
    of the man
    i still have never met
    */*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/

    "It's hard to believe in something you don't understand." -- the sidhi X-files episode

    galathaea: prankster, fablist, magician, liar

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    ba ba black sheep have you any wool?
    yes sir yes sir three bags full.


    Twinkle twinkle little star
    How I wonder what you are
    Up above the world so high
    Like a diamond in the sky
    Twinkle twinkle little star
    How I wonder what you are


    She shells sea sells by the she shore.

    I'm not drunk!

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    Roses are red violets are blue
    I'm a schitsophrenic
    And so am I.
    
    -Well why dont you both f*** off then!!!

    Oooookay, off you go you little retarded monkey off you go...
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    Sometimes I Feel Like A Dog Biscuit
    (A poem about the way women treat me)

    Sometimes I feel like a dog biscuit.


    The end.


    Now, that wasn't very good.
    Verere testudinem! (Fear the turtle)

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    Hi, I will improvise and write one for you guys coz I'm a nice guy



    Ahma gettin outa here
    Ahma gonna get me some
    Ahma gonna get me a dilk
    And its gonna be smoothas silk

    And I'm a poet and I dont know it

    Like me and I just might be
    Like a star in me and a dog in heat
    Strapped to the chair with my feet in the air
    And I still cant code in this **** hot mode

    My fantas in da bottle and me lunch in me tummy
    It was really really really really yummy
    If I die and go to ****
    They can feed me tortellini's for all I care

    Put your hands in the air like you just dont care

    I get my food and I cant stop eating
    But its not me is da one who wanna be eating
    Its my shirt its like a **** lunch menu
    I better get back to work.


    I pity anyone who read that because even I didnt bother reading it after I dribbled it out...
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    Originally posted by Deniz
    Hi, I will improvise and write one for you guys coz I'm a nice guy

    I pity anyone who read that because even I didnt bother reading it after I dribbled it out...
    yo you should just change your name to snoop doggy deniz...

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    Originally posted by Mick
    yo you should just change your name to snoop doggy deniz...
    Is that a strategy ? my BB?

    *This is a chance for you, I hope that Blamie Purple will always undestand it*
    Last edited by Homestead; January 7th, 2004 at 10:10 PM.

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    I guess Deniz already gave you a star to vote it worst, I posted to let you know that I always want to give you as many stars as I can...and I dont try to fight for anything, you MUST understand that

    I think Deniz always wants to have fun around here and there, he actually has no intention to hurt anyone if those people dont do anything incorrect. I dont think he s that bad at all...

    I am sure fully experienced people know and understand a lot of things, and please always remember that there are also lot of things able to blind those people's way...

    I am always respecting You and your knowledge...I hope people like You can use what they know in a correct and useful way.

    Thanks a lot
    Regards,

    -Fiona

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    Originally posted by Homestead
    I guess Deniz already gave you a star to vote it worst, I posted to let you know that I always want to give you as many stars as I can...and I dont try to fight for anything, you MUST understand that

    I think Deniz always wants to have fun around here and there, he actually has no intention to hurt anyone if those people dont do anything incorrect. I dont think he s that bad at all...

    I am sure fully experienced people know and understand a lot of things, and please always remember that there are also lot of things able to blind those people's way...

    I am always respecting You and your knowledge...I hope people like You can use what they know in a correct and useful way.

    Thanks a lot
    Regards,

    -Fiona
    Fiona you brought tears to my eyes girl! Dang dawg muah homie!! You gonna make me cry dawg!!

    And I aint gonna change muah name to no snoopy dawg, i aint no caricature aight! dang!
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    Originally posted by Deniz
    Fiona you brought tears to my eyes girl! Dang dawg muah homie!! You gonna make me cry dawg!!
    And I aint gonna change muah name to no snoopy dawg, i aint no caricature aight! dang!
    Are you putting me on ???
    I didnt write anything that moving...no intention to make you cry...But if you want to cry, do it !!!
    Yes, you re fun like Souldog. True !!

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    Originally posted by Homestead
    Are you putting me on ???
    I didnt write anything that moving...no intention to make you cry...But if you want to cry, do it !!!
    Yes, you re fun like Souldog. True !!
    too late now girl, I cried and everyone in the office looked at me and said, "hey deniz, why you cryin dawg?" and I said Fiona made me cry.
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    Originally posted by Deniz
    too late now girl, I cried and everyone in the office looked at me and said, "hey deniz, why you cryin dawg?" and I said Fiona made me cry.
    I know it s late, that s why I keep talking to make you cry one more time....
    Last edited by Homestead; January 8th, 2004 at 12:39 AM.

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    scorpion embers
    trace past the empty stone wall,
    wispy on the tail of tiger steel

    recant
    and let the ancients fall
    tribal songs ejaculate this quiet, pastel night
    and fifteen songs ago,
    i was still alone

    let it fall
    and taste the razor clitoris
    turns
    and flees

    at dawn: autonomic dreams
    distract the threads of self-delusion
    sheets ripple serpentine
    to dawn's end game

    and hold
    we can't hold back the chains that stroke the backs
    dead men crawling for a place to hide
    to die
    laughter in the breeze
    children's games
    no longer

    mammalian fantasies / something crashes through the down and down
    fast stops

    there once was a time
    when i thought
    in stunted, malformed thoughts
    that all would be well
    well, these landscapes have erode
    down to nothing
    and dust
    and dirty dreams
    i was the one who was crazy all those days
    golden breath convince myself
    of new and wondrous things
    that break apart

    i've begun to see better
    what it was to cause this sweet collapse
    a mariner's song
    a cowboy's weathered eyes
    these are the points of pain
    which acupuncture this slow-rotting numbness

    it goes like this:
    a kid too stupid to realize that dreams are the wrong way to go
    tortures herself
    'til she learns to love the pain

    the slashing guilt of fallen stars

    the bread-pan pounding of regret

    the bright insanity of madmen's whispers breaking through the night
    again
    and again
    and
    ****, i should have known better

    we used to tell such beautiful lies
    reclined on wicker chairs
    beneath a brilliant azure sky
    but i believed

    we used to dream of dreams
    that no one could have ever dreamed before
    but i believed

    and we planned and schemed
    and tore on through
    like bullets in a headlong race
    through childhood's disease-like grace
    and i believe, now
    fear replaces everything
    i believe that hope is for the hopeless
    i believe that innocence is better left disturbed
    and i believe that nothing can atone this

    so
    now
    trapped in towers vaguely skeletal
    i have watched while all my dreams fell
    silently
    and out into this ashen ****
    i whisper, or i scream:

    yes, goddamnit yes!
    i've learned my lesson well!

    and i am trembling
    */*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/

    "It's hard to believe in something you don't understand." -- the sidhi X-files episode

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    Why do U cry Billy
    Why do U cry
    Why Billy, Why Billy
    Why Billy
    Why
    So why?

    /Voices: "U are a poet... a poet yeaa... this touches to the depth of our souls... great!..."
    Last edited by dimm_coder; January 9th, 2004 at 02:56 AM.
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    ahh critics...don't cha just love em..

    http://www.smh.com.au/articles/2004/...437398467.html

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    my wife always hated when I'd hum this...ahh robert...it's that kinda night..that kinda night....

    Oh I miss the kiss of treachery the shameless
    Kiss of vanity the soft and the black and the
    Velvety up tight against the side of me and
    Mouth and eyes and heart all bleed and run in
    Thickening streams of greed as bit by bit it
    Starts the need to just let go my party piece

    Oh I miss the kiss of treachery the aching kiss
    Before I feed the stench of a love for a younger
    Meat and the sound that it makes when it cuts
    In deep the holding up on bended knees the
    Addiction of duplicities as bit by bit it starts
    The need to just let go my party piece

    But I never said I would stay to the end so i
    Leave you with babies and hoping for frequency
    Screaming like this in the hope of the secrecy
    Screaming me over and over and over I leave
    You with photographs pictures of trickery
    Stains on the carpet and stains on the scenery
    Songs about happiness murmured in dreams
    When we both us knew how the ending would be...

    So it's all come back round to breaking apart
    Again breking apart like I'm made up of glass
    Again making it up behind my back again
    Holding my breath for the fear of sleep again
    Holding it up behind my head again cut in deep
    To the heart of the bone again round and round
    And round and it's coming apart again over and
    Over and over

    Now that I know that I'm breaking to pieces I'll
    Pull out my heart and I'll feed it to anyone
    Crying for sympathy crocodile cry for the love
    Of the crowd and the three cheers from
    Everyone dropping through sky through the
    Glass of the roof through the roof of your mouth
    Through the mouth of your eye through the eye
    Of the needle it's easier for me to get closer to
    Heaven than ever feel whole again

    I never said I would stay to the end I knew i
    Would leave you with babies and everything
    Screaming like this in the hole of sincerity
    Screaming me over and over and over I leave
    You with photographs pictues of trickery
    Stains on the carpet and stains on the memory
    Songs about
    Happiness murmured in dreams when we both
    Of us knew how the end always is...

    How the end always is...

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