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I have an ulcer on my eye...because I roll like that, hardcore never take the contacts out...apparently I should be hospitalized because most adults can't administer eye drops once every hour....right...I am glad my opthamologist doesn't think I am mentally challenged...So...I am raising a glass and toasting scar tissue outside my field of vision...coo-coo cachoo...mrs. robinson, jesus loves you more than you may know...whoa-whoa-whoa...oh-oh-oh...




I...
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fred:
I might say it could use some editing but then again that seems to go against t and make it not possible to get that kind of inner flow.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

fiery spiraling liquid fire dreams
high kite colonic
basement ceiling cinema porn
Joyriding mom's chevy
donuts in the desert
smoking grandpa's best shit

Full throttle vision riding
burning diesel constructions
comet shuttle speed rapper
The best time ever
circles, fast
we crashed.

rearview mirror
the fried chicken juice of the past
dessicated
Movement in mind
Heart -- the charcoal sponge
husk
gazing out the angry hard man prison
it's venus quicksand woman trapping brethren


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eccentric:
in truth, some would deffine me as a Cathoilic school, girl "TYPE" in all honesty, i think my guilt over a love for life has more to do with rosary beads then my rebellion from a faith i have no inate hatred for. some might call me a "Camel Jocky", "Sand Niger", "Half Bread" or better yet, and more creative "Gypsy Mongrel". I say i am whater its PC to get away with calling me atr the moment. Some would call me a hippy, some would claim i'm too conservative for pachuli. my journalism prof. called me the queen of focinating simili...she also noted my bad spelling. my roomate said I'm "an explosion of tacky tones, rage, distorted beauty and destruction. On stage, her empty ammunition belt sits around her waist, the ammunition transferred to her tongue". i haven't been on stage for 5 months....a cat with writers block has my tongue...and worse, i'm allergic to cats. I have a significant other...it is hard because i am used to haveing insignificant others. i wear my heart on my sleeve, but oly while holding a revolver. you related my essence to disco...funny my parents met in one, i tipically dislike the music...but would dance my ass off to it apon the apropraite request. and a synth pop princes....sure, but one who hopes she can really sing...i also color on occasion....outside the lines.



one true thing: i did not read your whole post before commenting...i need a better time to procrastinate, during class perhapse, wheni'm not soar from leaping around martha gram style apon the request of some half crazy dance teacher who took to much acid and not enough time out 30 years ago to love, masterbate, or have sex (or a more romantic version of all three).

-the starving artist formerly known as RhainnonWaits....what can i say...i got impacient.
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Does Jim make you beam or does Jose want to kill you



There is a mellifluous hammer
Beating
To chirp
Carolina parakeet rock-opera

Into stink
Muddy
Waters
And Memphis banks

Three nickels
Two spoons
One willing
Tune

Old
Blue
Gum
Bloody

Hickory
Lullaby
Miscarried
Babies dictating

Bee
Cost
Per honey
Barrel

Of perfunctory electric
Boogaloo
Beefalo
Comfortable

Dcor
Slanderous
Heresy
And tide

Schizophrenic
Worthy
For...
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billyfivecrows:
nucleus hourglass

watermellonseed straightjacket

mezcal milkmaid

toothpick jousting

ousting

nothing

keepingfrom

fitting

in

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Take every word as literal
This is truth
For all you people who want to scream
At the government
Go fuck yourself
This matter has nothing to do with partisanship
This disaster is of awesome natural context
Global warming has been going on for thousands of years
Since man burnt coal
Man has changed the environment
Since the dawn of known time
We have always...
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billyfivecrows:
Holy Nihilist.

(Not a contridiction.)

Infinity is not a concept.

(No seperation for
Conceiver to
Consider, no place else
To stand to dream
There's only
"Here" it's)

Always
Today. Sure, God

Is metaphorical
Of man. Stone.
Banana. Turtle. Hair.
RPG. STD. Boy. Girl. Boat.
(Float) awhile
Through a supernova, now

There's an
Illusion. Quite

A show, but we know

It's not real, doesn't matter.

360 sunset spurged, purged
Blended into dark-mud
Jesus-blood. A milkshake.

A picnic on a bride's back, a bridge.

People starving over the ridge

Let them eat prana...

candycox:
I really enjoyed this.

A stream of consciousness of sorts?

Brutally honest, stripped of romantic metaphors, to the point, to the heart...


xoxo, CC
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The vast
Peculiar
Existence
Beneath you

Tastes of
Cookies
Church
Candid

Bare
Skinned
Fire spark
Flint

Tassel
Rampart
Ember
Hallowed

And
Like democracy
The child
Blind

As the adage
Talks
Of knowing
Now, what of then

Of rapid
Eyes
Direly
Frivolous

And buxom
Stranded
Sugar cane
Tipsy

Filthy
Fucked
Under groping palm
Jealousy

Coco
Nut
Milk
White

Light
Mare
Fairy
Tail

Engines
Spontaneously combusting
Rusting...
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abyssia:
"I tend to be thoughtful enough to rationally cause and escape my own reality." That sounds to me like you've got quite a bit of control over your reality. I find myself wondering if you ever relinquish that control and, if you do, how you experience it.

I used to leave my toys out too.
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...to the seldom few...I need a moment of your time, feedback if possible with regards to two topics, conveyance of message, and pragmatic application with regards to this piece's emotional register...after that, well, say what you will...thanks



In a last desperate moment
A man sawed off
Pointed at me
Crippling with city eyes of indemnity

The street became
To a shark in orgasm
Pavement blood...
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abyssia:
Lovely new photo.
abyssia:
What am I referring to with my wonderings...? It isn't as if I sense a lack of confidence from you. Indeed, you are exploring and creating your reality; and then shredding it at will. Perhaps that is it. You have so much control. Do you ever allow yourself to be knocked about? I know that you feel free to play with words and notions, but beyond that, I really don't know much. Confidence and security are obviously quite different. The presence of one does not at all indicate the presence of the other. So yes, that is why I wonder. And then there is your response to "Most Humbling Moment." ;o)

How much of you are you willing to let me know?

P.S. Just before you changed your profile photo, I was thinking that you were someone I could count on to keep his photo constant. I'm not even sure why I thought it, but I am thoroughly amused by the timing. May I know why you changed it?
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Summer is not some girl
Ore gone forgone
Sunk
With out even some kind of epiphany

I can easily see her fade
Just the same
Here I am
With a jealous whiskey breathe

Soaked in sugary cream
Soda
Chilled amongst north woods
Winter months

Dazed days
From tomorrow
Minutes
From minutiae

And
I want to fall from a tree
Holding phrenology books
And peanut

Is...
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billyfivecrows:
patience is a crystal trigger
a salt on a slug

only presence is spark

(petrol atomizer petrol)

petunia in the microwave

crumpet in the ocean
for a starving shark

demolition cartillage

pastry mouth

headed south

on the lip of a missle
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...I just realized, that my shit probably never makes a ton of sense to most, because it's sometimes gibberish, sometimes out-there, sometimes restraint free...so...umm..yeah, I know the words sometimes "act" unsual, but there is always a decent reason, or a failed experiment waiting for blame...and in the rare chance there is a hidden meter unfolded, please attempt to read the words with different meters...I write...
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billyfivecrows:
I think you're one of the all too rare writers who dares to deal with what I call 'emotional harmonics'...states inbetween, and branching off from, familiar and easily quantifiable definitions of "love" hate" lust" etc... and not just rehashing, redressing and reiterating the tired old same old... like putting lipstick on a pig.

Shit, man. I always 'understand' you on a pretty deep level, and the only way to reply most times is in kind.

Luckily I speak a similar language.

I hope you keep it up. Somebody's got to do it.

eccentric:
i like the mystery...i can relate...naked time should be a specific time a day or something. "I want a hot hippi girl who has naked hour every day...and because of all the shrooms she's on...she'll have no concept of time. -the Mighty Mike McGee

at a school i attended we had what is known as "First Rain" were all the Frosh would run all over campus naked once a year duing the first rain of the season. this should be a more international ritual.
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Epitaffy


I ask for just a piece for a meal all willy-nilly, from one alley cat to another, a fellow hoodwink hoodlum from the slums of Rio anywhere. Oh lantern sleeping light, let us here men be brave little Indians, painted like feathered action poets, warrior visions excluded beyond the peyote, and fields of marijuana, good men. I beg to ask for I would just...
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abyssia:
Sounds like you had a tussle with your demon/angel out in the desert there.... I just keep reading it.
billyfivecrows:
the good god you see doesn't know it

no it

everything

(burn it (all)...make ink out of ashes


and tear (drops)
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If an ember meant
More to me
Than plural breakfasts
Unimagined

This would be a story
Book
Binder
And raincoat

Condemned
Condom
Them rubber
Souls

That bounce
Holy checks
And balances
In triple larcenous alchemy

When bust
Can come
With shun
And be aflame

Heterozygous
Polymorphic sandstone
Bound
And rung

Ashes silly
For pigeons
Daring darling to starling
Electric hallucination

And the night
Like air...
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hellsforheroes:
You deserved better...you deserved better...you deserve better than death, poem.
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There on the pedestal
Or smiling in a lawn chair
With a cocktail
And Jimmy Buffet or Bob Marley playing

Is god
And in those warbling hands
Sits a book
Of unreadable bantering jibber-jabber

Pertaining
To all or nothing
Some or another bull shit factor
In my life

Funny by context
God
Hopefully sardonic
And melodiously pert

To the point
That I lose
My soul...
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roxymoron:
Very nice. Made me oddly calm.
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See you in four weeks...me and the american west...road trip style....


Plastic Jesus
Ernie Marrs



I don't care if it rains of freezes
'Long as I got my Plastic Jesus
Riding on the dashboard of my car.
Through my trials and tribulations
And my travels through the nations
With my Plastic Jesus I'll go far.
Plastic Jesus! Plastic Jesus,
Riding on the dashboard of my...
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abyssia:
I hope you have a most excellent trip.

I will keep writing. I have to. Also, I love to count goats. I'm a fan of the goat. Pan. Panic. Pandemonium. Panacea. Panda. One of these words is not like the others... I'm totally sleep deprived and depraved.

Be well. I look forward to your reflections from the road.
eccentric:
funny you should take a road trip...i just posted about the one i can no longer take. hmff!
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Global warming is kissing
My ass
Rank
With fuck nectar

The sun is pining
To wave
A mayfly
Middle age

And me
Amused
As a Nobel
Lobotomy

Dancing with Juniper
Hollow buttonhole
Berries
Want to see a holocaust

Cast fishing red feather flies
Across
A brook trout belly
In the summer sky

For simple reasons
Icarus is bi-polar
And who wouldnt want
To die


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abyssia:
I'm always so afraid to comment on your writing - what if I've got it wrong? But as you said, it can only really be a mirror for me. Even if you were to take me through it line by line I would never experience it as you do and even you won't experience it tomorrow the same way you did today. So I should be bold and say something smart about it - but all I can think to say is, "I know."

Thank you for taking the time to write to me.
vinyle:
Thank you, thank you, thank you... full of 16 year old lust.