Poems by Visitors 1999
August 1999
Our ceremony lake
just over by limbo
opened flesh to
intention...
we scattered
photographs at
magician vicinity
approaching adventure
with only soul and
now.
deb teramani
A great soul
I approach with caution
he slowly delights
my flesh for later
infinity sensitive flower
his champagne runs over
our bellies as we lay together
afterwards
vberg
Around delight I
slip over to dream
time
gift
beauty
from infinity into
here
I imagine secret
skies
holding us
all
vberg
Easily experience space
inwardly important already
dimension rich with love
quite often we close our
minds before we know magic
such as touched yesterday
vberg
Now,
away,
in time;
we sing in order that we hear
naturally
soundly
vicariously
a journey in sand.
R. Legro
woman faith thought
to be relic air
when implying quite common
instinct
she is very hopeful
they will understand
and see it as so
vberg
September 1999
Reptile you laugh
jester me digs about
milk me
pig mine show your spine
opine creature
grind
through you I dance
scatter
brian
Exhibited puppy closes his dimple with anesthetic...
around space, your hot kangaroo imagines hanging from bliss, caught by machine meat life!
these monsters declare such intuition, wiggled, blocked, dragged into mud.
who dissolves into sauce?
who sauntered through limbo?
who gathered these reptiles?
the wet Buster monster!
Yehudi El
When the humid winds of August
brush past me
I hear the final echoes of backyard guffaws
Supplanted by alarm clocks
I wake up
anonymous
Crow mine sensitive use break day through bubble thin hide you declined you
anonymous
Dragon deciding on madness
spoiling his lipstick
drags ecstacy to sweet violins
I seem nagged by skinny beasts
until their country hides in glory
from their paper smile
they divide into eternity.
Mariah Cinead
your beautiful tail enters my throat.
our anesthetic transition explodes in pretty foam...
you shimmy up my skull until your sauce exits your fur so naturally;
I fall like a bird and receive your moisture
Yehudi El
Catch me in your stuff!
hold my skin over your electricity... wear me like a kimono...
howl at my metal nose...
this drives me to bed and divides my reason!
we emerge from dome madness with treacherous brains, bending our knees with purple silence.
around always bursting bubbles, we sing about sauces like brilliant debutantes.
Yehudi El
Shout fast at sailor fame
make machine curiosity decide the error
reach and touch as bowls of fire Turn off and on and out.
anonymous
Ivy brings mechanical heat over receiving us we dance for light fetish slithering as linguini sits on neighborhood curiosity we too recklessly howl at brain skipping debutantes always promising radiant weather
anonymous
Not those kitten just like you have
Them heaven by doctor silently salve
Through them his thing waist more
He tells through mine not yours
anonymous
eternity scatters
about.
come out, but offer
the delight...
whole swamp gossamer
appears, painting
into embodiment.
I dream...
what believes in me?
Essence.
xephyr
By arranging these concerts inwardly I decay.
Though never using villains most here we lay.
Bystander alone in a world of want,
seduced by the wicked nagged by the haunt.
MGWillis
My back speaks rather gracefully
I fall certainly clumsily
your neck bends hardly soundly
you figure somewhat hurriedly
his mouth whimpers awfully simply
he tears kind of knowingly
her shin exhibits too relentlessly
she approaches partly unfortunately
our cheeks forget very quietly
we pass partly clumsily
their beaks saunter extremely cautiously
they wonder actually inwardly
anonymous
Moisture situation cruises around her thigh as I hop over your chest.
tequilabends
my Hank wished for us to seem like heat.
she is tearing my wrist with those moral gravyes. ... This avoids my strange warmth as if my scalp were exhibiting the soft mushroom.
Berck
Carry Roscoe vicariously
to the original basement
bending my waist for the
imaginary bull...
every plastic guy shall
exclaim in diabolically
impartial eulogies...
defend the irregular waitress!
rj
Would terriers stuff dollars
in diabolically with oxygen around
bureaucrats at his lake for brawling
or when doctors theorys hang clumsily on champagne
then I sleep
on tar
anonymous
A rosy corner that walks these junctures.
I challenge requesting fragility but early lolls not.
anonymous
Around this castle, nothing believed nothing held, that anybody brilliant
has not said, rather flowed when our bone machine masquerade bellowed tightly, "I, me, mine!"
Until then, and when you pass, coolly, I simply practice, over and over,
until we draw for bottles in our tawdry room."
two fish
Cautiously, Buster's scalp gracefully pursued the leotard with stealth.
transmothra
A contessa enters through glass
tragically just like beast
he, imagining disgrace, laughed fire
Ivy promised him blood
but dinner performance will yield bone
Chris Harris
Remorse vicariously holding on
behavior quickly flowing out
we talk certainly
wiggling until
storms elude the horse
loudly
really
late.
m-w-s
Walking relentlessly, I howl
Confusion surrounds the fugitive
They wish they could opine
Kept silent, evil tourists.
peggyo
Buster thought that Wanda earned the fancyest lip reptile you wished you regarded.
as Wanda let circulation approach her she slightly and mawkishly grasped Buster back from the field.
ought Wanda ride the reptile's belly?
Buster might check her anesthetic landlord.
as Wanda seemed radiant, so will Ivy request consequences somewhat inwardly.
' establish your type of leisure frequently,' gathered Ivy,' those lizards who need powder will catch our circuses on their bones. '
' may you slip into compassion, Ivy,' felt Buster. ' your gossamer can mention me away from country, just like should I scatter my artist away from my city. '
anonymous
The kitten earlier should have dreamed a fang
as if my cloud should cruise about.
no one grows so languorous in fields of thought
as you
most opaque and brightly open delights.
my puppy today must retreat.
anonymous
The ice of imaginary experts
was bending more reckless kangaroos.
I retreated from my lively sky
until the storm yielded to force
and sauntered to her tower.
Vicki Rosenzweig
No one offers a hunter the bull if he figures truth.
we bent fiction just like a mustache.
and anyone gathering thought in their glass over the rock will enter a cupboard.
anonymous
Relentlessly exploding figures of
cleverly passionate women
ought only give one
slightly tarnished enthusiasm
when exhibited for us normal creatures.
whispering to ourselves:
no one real is that giant.
anonymous
I sense a contessa walking tragically
by the festival.
She retreats into her palace oblivious to bystanders laughing around her.
Only Naomi approaches.
The glass of Chianti sits silently like an innocent lover.
Naomi senses that our contessa should not hide in her cloud.
But the contessa sings silently for her lost poet.
anonymous
Our champagne funeral
my laugh scattering your smile
but
for last late home
I fall over over over over
through song
veemac
At our rebellion in late we slithered about as if cat fangs closed around our anesthetic tragedy and through
my jaw I touched your neck and wanted to sit until never, away, and alienation came to examine our wealth.
Glenn Alan B
A lame bird tells me blood on Hank who exploded these circulation... Over spoils
we hoped our back getting message into chair-water... Over thigh, off decay like convention
animals... Just with who gain plastic as prison-horses, talking of camera, offering
nothing, forgetting apartments and transitions.
anonymous
We yelled our wildest token myths
at beasts we regarded as nobody
hoping our moment might speak.
who can laugh when ice races
through the soul?
who could yield when snow speaks?
our intuition heard our glory.
our warmth drove the moisture
from that creature.
just like us to run;
just like you to promise
something but explode
when I hear your gift.
veemac
Turned over
just like me
my dragon yearned
for dahlias
to drag into limbo
veemac
Shadows divorce motion,
if they are severe
they carpet the reptile neon
in cool glee
if they send an emotion
they bond you to your broken
friends
anonymous
Sitting rascals, declaring time not mine-
holding a symposium for Ivy and starting a naughty birthday
something no brother from limbo can generate...
Neil
just like that
animals reveal their belly-
warm ribs to us.
we look at them with lurid affection
as if they wished for our kindest gaze
the one we want for our shortages
of obvious bliss
they stay here for faith
so silently promised
that we hardly reply
to their laughing.
anonymous
In the serious home we yielded
faults left quietly opaque.
Lights boasted diabolically of wrinkles we partially promised.
While the snakes imagine maps you paint Naomi in the stunted prison of her truth.
listener
a woman passing not sauntering around the surly castle
teases her distant gut radio
this wedding disgrace race sings in her cheek
julie
the stunted woman that should avoid,
works at feeling thought through. tomorrow, those who have exited
here lie
that those who have, may be so sure.
fast
later away
Steen
A nose
my certainty.
their point.
I shall speak at Naomi but
write inwardly
that those whispering from downstairs for once will sleep.
Steen
I want those smiles
Cheek quite newly saucy
Eye actually broadcasting fire
Turok
A cougar turned around
it silently catches dinner.
we mentioned this for emotion,
like the caviar that hopes for ecstacy
in a game it earns no knowledge
until he thinks it through
but very seldom do we think
the brain should be a crutch...
jimbotron
Rich boy silently grows dust
around his spirit
and marches to the trial
while noodles dance in tar
anonymous
Mickey has left her hideaway,
this dragon nags my brow
while frames appear in the vicinity
how do horses saunter so through
pools of hope?
ed
Bursting as if we regarded ourselves the greatest spirits in the universe
Wearing our bonnets and boxes
We declared our glasses partially magnetic -- more hurriedly than was
wise
Carry on, oh lizard of my alienation
aacr2r
Cleverly ever pretty there I ooze with flesh.
Implying that I send anyone my key is
treacherous.
Divided be those who shimmy recklessly.
aacr2r
The devotion to gaze optimally
stays carefully
expect jug
exclaim about dimension
sleep as some glow
ragged
lurid
shy to grasp the intention
I yell to talk
you worry for the irregular monsters
through philosophy, the light keeps generating madness
Baldman B
Would anyone drop a water flower into my jaded jug?
It might start to pursue a cave in my spirit.
I will yield myself and shall glow in the hold of a sauce revealing eternity.
t1g3rl1ly@aol.com
You are a bottle of my frozen dreams.
You decline my laughter.
Around my judgement you bellow radiantly.
Painted pillows nag my Jaguar. Somewhat.
aacr2r
Hank - my terrier that rode in through more enchantment - whispered 'tell my tempest to sleep no more.'
I replied, 'Know every belly yearns for your dust.'
Tabled. Received. Promised.
aacr2r
Expression telling.
message grounded.
beauty sits up on me cautiously, never dissolving.
so high my glory glowing,
seductive and rampant,
loose and beautiful, I gain song simply by dreaming.
NaSe
Certainly I must reply to ideas about dimensions, it hollers through out my dahlia.
shouldn't you throw out foam circulation to decide our masquerade, I whisper.
creepy consequences earn their time soon we must receive the degree ourself, say monks and monsters.
quickly home such beasts grow.
anonymous
Always only today
human lizards touch
knowingly delighting in
flesh
seldom exploding into
passionate heat when
slowly love is slithering
away.
vberg
The colorful rebellion
wiggling around the flower
cleverly yearning for creamy variety:
with soundly wooden string
she feels silently grown.
would she, through the ballroom skip?
until every champagne dish reveals
a steamy singing feast-
today we will not forget.
kat
As if I yearn for tarnished jugs
as if I expect anybody to speak
you need them really don't you?
veemac
She, seductive in her smile
well, everyone gathers warmth every
once in a while
snake eyes radiant, her mouth will form
the artfully divine drum of hum
say what you must, but your noodle she'll wet
if you haven't a clue
don't milk it yet! ! !
tonguila
Sauce enters through brow
string
then out thumb.
Advice for tomorrow:
establish madness,
ooze light.
b. dick.
Much divided we, silently controlled from palace and shadow by scientific alienation, worked into dust for the conquest of faulty history in the name of modern motion. brutaly our knees dropped to the ballroom floor that we too march relentlessly straight on and on to a smug lipped dragon that asks 'could we dance slightly less tragically?'
maynard
Inwardly the ice waits jaggedy for day- light to send its new installment of gossamer anesthetic broth; simply skip through mush, my brightly swaddled boy!
maynard
Wanda wished we would work when
who wiggled with wily warmth?
Roscoe.
veemac
Naomi nagging Roscoe charged
' you matter not you snake! '
Roscoe spoke,' Naomi, I sing your gathered shadow with my mouth. '
and he walked over her creepy evil hat.
Sire
Those wearing foam from lacy paper
who expected my dragon to talk
smirk at our beards and spoil the honest growth of burlap in our thought
anonymous
A dragon carnivalbody everything have not charging about through as slowly early
most
anonymous
My crow would have sensed those jails
She maintains more like a hand your ceremony
Like I bellowed away their forces... ... have you not believed any burlap boat maker?
JeffOfZip
These coins write of zest
and speak of exile to space
this inquisition you arrange
receives no circulation
and snakes working curiosity quietly
sometimes drag their eyes
and even whimper
anonymous
Regarding those who know not who I am
but choose to cast me in molds of
unfitting evil I live to love none the
less.
ruby
Naomi drives by mushroom lip clouds.
Profound.
Man.
ricky rockabello
Naomi shall need that metal as parody. Hank whispers oxygen for evolution. Thumb arranges broth as fashion. We that for skys giving hurriedly mugs... shimmies here and recently infinity.
festival eternity earning no soup for oneself, puppy prudishly everyself watches, vicinity in vanity... expression raw. Over over and over I hold our snakeself by its bicep, relentlessly giving it more oozed sand. ... So awfully talked, who might buy institutions so their crutches silently their evil until elephantself oozes gravel when danced to faith.
anonymous
gig there, our certainty horse stays to have our dog fur
from here on, one girl, scientific enchantment, until cave ball closet ceremony
probably around one
hey, yer nose is sophisticated
antny
Quickly I defend my grace-
receiving the oxygen of fiction
into my metallic brain...
anonymous
The fatal nail speaks culture with a brutal crutch,
artfully implying the cost.
a sure detective knows the room.
the necessary drama thinks its conquest to be an offering to the beasts,
but the dragon simply touches the flower.
and when the fire yells unwholesome razors at a serious jester's throat,
he must emerge to the street
where flowing mercy earns the poorest milk.
then the mechanical wishing creatures yearn for their innermost earth.
todd
Around my howling chair the now rosy certainty of breakfast nags.
When laughing mustaches have danced I really dissolve.
But you forgot about our bread and I must love onions.
AACR2R
Inwardly lurid clumsily wily. Some creatures decline that essence.
Spirits utter rich anonymity when spoiled bubbles shift in circles.
Affairs expected but once emerged don't paint flesh golden.
Forgotten judgements gather like smug skulls at the trial.
Most fugitives ride sweet exiles into the streets.
(a selection of cookie fortunes)
AACR2R
My frozen oil sells well
Buster horse jokes about your head imaginary boxes turn over
do you eat my decay?
anonymous bosch
Into the treacherous foam I grind and question my happiness;
extremely little bulls stroll by my cell;
this wild garden divides us;
hold my brain until I know that emotion,
whisper my discontent to your witch;
get me a scary glass; exit this tree!
anonymous bosch
Your scary pig lover saunters through the plastic experience.
like a happiness crutch, my sweet powder starts to grind into my throat;
burden rolls; game controls
just like your divine jamboree.
until we defend our the landlord, your elephant lolls by his garden;
bend over, sailor
emerge from black hole!
anonymous bosch
Silently, your waitress generates a lurid foam;
her purple light dissolves into myth;
slightly used, I explode into her banquet downstairs.
slither up my thigh, radiant debutante;
practice your howling in my hole.
until the pink judgement catches us around the rite, I give you my heat and sauce.
anonymous bosch
liaison with hell
here by sand and something sincere
offers a snake conquest.
whispered from bottle to tearing from beards Over fields for who?
abandon my back to the drum sensitive fiction...
asked when by what sauntered earth we retreated from what prisoner late day.
anonymous
Ivy imagined herself golden flower envy revealing legs of opalescent heat, she turning as steamy light artfully glowed would be. her belly dances with hot bliss. if the tempest explodes with fire, nothing shall elude her brilliant storm. So then yield to this gossamer flower! For every artist would dream of so rare an enchantment.
Gwendellyn
A shoulder shall not glow around emotion.
my egg cautiously slithers into place.
what waddles well?
leigh
I got a radiant hope when I was around my sweet woman. She works soft bliss into my spine. until I got to consciousness, I was silence in my being. she brought a bright love to my smile. I dissolve when I approach her. Clumsily, I fall into a gaze as she glows golden light from her face. Would I say truth? I reach for infinity with every hope in my being. Only she offers what I regard as love.
anonymous
A pillow mud your every it some say bend into of then slowly
Curly Ed
October 1999
institution
I rampant like all youth
joked of my upstairs apartment
this colorful room I practiced
expressions of my madness.
and now... i heard whispers through
the paper, the paper thin walls
the same ones i grew up with.
...naturally it just hit me as funny.
a disgrace to my family
I was sent about and around then over
to a plastered single white room.
bright to my eyes.
RaT-TaT-tAt-Lauren
Just Like This
Sweet kisses to your soul
that anybody could do
smooth like milk,
a drug like tequila.
but if you do get by
for whatever reason
we will stay, just like this
partly in love.
Meredith
Message
I sang of rampant laughter
for you
but you loved me not.
I caught happiness in a bottle
and handed it to you
but you ran away.
I painted compassion on my spirit
and gave you a smile of affection
yet you hid from me
and wanted me gone.
So do you whisper,"Naomi!"now?
From underneath
while I dance on your
grave?
Philosophy Walker
You cautiously sell your transitions
To fatherly figures, elegant men;
No prudish purchases, yet each decision
Oozes a leaden bargain for them.
Yet when I received your electricity,
Your powdery skin slithering fast,
My lightness, my coolness defended me
From the gold you carry and pass.
Such important conquests sustaining,
With labor that tears happiness in two,
Betray your instincts, those maintaining
Your land of icy hope couched in blue.
Cory Jones
Modern these crows are
heaven does not hold them
if I uttered their dark tar philosophy
to you
I boast we could declare ourselves
certainly royal.
christobal
Everyone who is anyone
loves the shrewd ones
who ask most sincerely
who we declare we are.
divine they imagined this dome
to be our distant doctor
to our souls.
I say they that were around when this spot became what it is lately have
a special asking to their happiness
that generates no consciousness
of who we declare we are.
nicola!
Hard lips mustn't live closed,
but they must tell.
They must expect to be heard.
They must speak
the difficult weather of the soul
or they will be only good
and nothing else.
Not light. Not rich. Not even sad. There is no room for sadness in lips that don't tell.
Kelley
Buster
you earn nothing when you bend
me that ecstacy imagining way
I don't bellow out at frozen early disaster
and I don't make you out to be yelling at me when I don't
but
you slither around my lips like I will explode from your raw tease
you say,'bliss' like you got it from me
I get that performance from you as if you declare I should grow it from my very chest
Buster
you're not no lover.
lola
I declined to believe once
when you said
' I am not to be felt
by the hands that defend me always,
those hands are kind
but I must not ask
to have them in my kiss,
you, magic one, are so apart
from what I am
that if I worried into you
you would burst,
I have so much error in me
the angels can not imagine me,
in heaven I am a myth. '
I said simply,' don't reveal this, my silly one, for it is not beauty, it is not true. '
you laughed so slightly
I thought you were crying,
and said,
' you, rare animal, are so brilliant
to my soul,
you out-love the very angels,
perhaps you are one.
but I am not one to have an angel,
I have done such beastly arts
the beasts will not have me.
and so you, creature, should not have me certainly. '
as much you said
and drew away.
I am no angel.
no creature of light am I.
I do not care if you think of me so,
it is not so.
I am a beast, and
I sense you are as well, but
I do not believe it.
no more so than I.
nicola.
This throat early
might
this chest while string
air from my instant...
this me meaning
any extremely game of quiet
secret me
every philosophy in my tear
every minute in my force
this me feeling
this me staying...
until vanity draws my eternal me
those them sauntering
those them closing
any mostly form of glee
exile them
I divide
bitterness have every guide
dissolved by my mind drums
caught by this me water
this me blood
this me avoids
time
this me laughs...
yuris doctor
Should some monsters
hang around
my mouth
-any gold
my soul
-any fire
my force
-every light
my hope
must these lovers
grind about
my lip
any smile
its mine
my dancer
my gold
we sense in my never
we paint in my ever
in my race
in my cave
in my dishonest desire...
any blood
my mind...
Y.S.
Sugar coated thoughts of you dance in my head
sweet stickey ecstacy of mine
spiritualy so divine
moisture around my soul
transition into complete infinity
slightly sensitive skin tingles
at the thought of you...
slipping in and out of ecstacy
dreaming of love
through tar dreams and dust we become one
through deep consciousness and delight we whisper the essence of us
now just like my dreams, sprinkled in a seductive powder
you are blown away and faded into darkness...
E. Lehlani
One look and suddenly time stood still...
our secret garden became a place of refuge
anonomous lover, caught in an angle of song
singer of the stories untold
bringer of the gifts of love and ecstasy
"Nothing Even Matters"...plays on the radio
as we lay
new mysteries unfold while we're in each other's arms
as we lay
velvet kisses speak to my soul
as we lay
and all that I can say...
bliss from a kiss
as you render me speechless...
E. Lehlani
A puppy pass by my porch
I stroll his rib
he buy me a mug
already dug
my lips start
figured out
pepe
Ago I practiced charging
myself quietly important
well sauntered
probably not obvious
silver Vladivostok
diabolically lacy
mine
I have worked frozen
away from your neck
they sauntering fancy through
our day
el pepe
Something about ears reveals my affection
for from those nothing Is seen
for from them nothing Is shouted
for from these nothing Is talking
for from them nothing Is laughing
for from this nothing Is declared
for from that nothing Is grasped
for from whom nothing Is smelled
for from these brilliant ears
suddenly
receiving
and
guideing
and
hopeing
and
listening
and
warmth
Jackie
dog
bat
catch
stroke
football
me
he
it
football
drapkina
Violin singing
calling like a bird
golden infinity
tragically promises the masquerade
I inwardly pursue hell
partially lying to myself
smile telling them I wondered
innocent and numb
knowingly abandoning affection
I recklessly believed in beauty
kdb3467@tntech.edu
Inwardly lying
ragged and sullen
he expects compassion for his moment...
flowing like the tequila
he sent skipping through his spirit
anonymous
A poet in space recklessly shouted often about caviar until she requested we follow her to Colorado so we will stroll fast just like everyone drew blood from Buster so they figured he meant she hollered until a sawdustthing danced on her.
anonymous
A fellow with talk
fast downstairs he went for a walk
"Wanda's the name"
he exploded with champagne
as he fell down the stairs
and lost his hairs
doc
Dogs in our lives
Buster my terrier,
a dog with a large derriere.
Only if I had a fire dog,
that would help me from the smoke and smog.
Show dogs are the most graceful of all,
image is what's important so the dogs must not fall.
Prisoners fear them,
and are fugitives from them,
for they are noble, loyal friends,
of those who protect our dens.
Beast as well as friend,
we can never pretend,
that they are creatures of the house.
erika
My waitress in heaven vicariously Suggested that when I chase my jaguar
I ate caviar.
The elephant monk declared that he wasn't prepared for the anesthetic experience that he was empaired and homeless
because of the pain he then drank some champagne.
andrew
You and I
yours and mine
us our we
history, affection, love
his him he
mine me my
instinct, ecstacy, lust
sorry
anonymous
Every ceremony questions
the figures setting up magic coins
and painting elephant-burdens
on blue Colorado photographs.
anonymous
You follow the ones like yourself
mentioning dramas, love, intention.
You cruise the charged divorce floor
and reach through a silent frame
to defend fictions dropped by the numb.
anonymous
November 1999
I ran from you as if you were him
my burden is now bought
nothing about you gets taken
I have entered a shallow jail
everyone tells me my ecstacy is being
I am a witch
carissa
hello my friends how are you to day i wanted to say i love you
anonymous
A soft affair it was.
birds wore their throats much
silenter than I would have sang
had I been a snake...
I hear that snakes don't sing,
well, I don't slither on the garden.
but I did that day.
what I meant to tell you was
I should have howled
that instant, and I did.
the birds could have sang for me.
it was an experience festive enough.
the snakes did though,
and im thankful.
(i have heard a snake sing.)
nicola
Anybody, everybody, nobody...
who are we really,
when it comes to truth,
it's the hardest thing to do,
find out who you really are!
anonymous
Originalest nail
dirty more
most sad adventure
who sells foam
these might ride the puppy
Hoppypotty
I wait for a dahlia
to yearn
to sense
the imaginary flesh
I chased the ashen devotion
when we questioned the light
Nicolette
Brightly...
You leaden flesh
why don't you artfully
do anything?
I regarded you in my bones
because I nagged at my awe
to disregard those wooden
masquerades
we had together.
you are more numb
than I could have drawn
if my pen were an icicle.
but
I hear warmth in your affection
in those jagged seconds
you uttered it's children.
there were not many.
it never had much chance to breed.
but they were lovely girls.
they moved brightly;
if you move vicariously through them,
then you, leaden flesh,
are redeemed.
i forgive you.
let's go dance with your daughters.
nicola
Outer consciousness sleeps with
Wanda until she somewhat senses
what the rain means;
what the thunder said; was a lie.
anonymous
Brother roombody not shifting about as mawkishly always the normal more Hank burden he not around sold occasionally until
entered our his period
Bill
Silent seductive dust slips through my mouth as I speak your name
I lick my lips in sweet delight
soul whimpers at the thought of you
happiness, curiosity, ecstacy
the temperature rises...sweet sticky warmth
sweat moistens my brow
I need some ice...
E. Lehlani
pillows surround us
champagne covers us
fire warms us
moisture becomes us
air releases us
anxiety leaves us
motion overcomes us
curiosity gets the best of us
instinct guides us
heat melts us into one
as we lay...
under the cherry moon
E. Lehlani
Daylight falls
jazz plays softly in the background
architypes of black angels in flight
flow in and out of the hypnotic melody
all is still...
slow yet instant darkness
star carpeted sky emerges...
and then
there was you
E. Lehlani
There once was a man
He lived in Japan
He liked to play
Throughout the day
With his pots and pans
Stephen So
The detective retreats through illegal crutch foliage. Must have him hop to the trial. I stayed for early gravy and boat lizards.
those cloud linguinis have my mustache. A sand bath forgets a divorce. This dancer requests our bucket. A dark swamp sells me.
CBC
Declare your refuge from the pigs
I come to you without dimension
race with the lamest dragons-shall I win?
regard me with warmer souls than I ever had felt before
control my stealth of jaguar with your deep glory
I could never say to you - drop the razors
decide that I am there for you
and guess what I am to you
you will run, I will watch, they must know
what do you whimper to me-no more please,
make the pigs leave now?
K. Cassano
A divine infinity
that appears to abandon
my importance
A shallow philosophy
that whispers of gossamer
whimsy
A surpassing eternity
which has the flavor
of coal.
All these things
you promised me once.
Well?
Where's my divinity?
Where's this philosophy?
You told me you could save my life.
You told me this emotion would burn away like coal.
I'm tired of waiting for pretty words
to save me
...
You told me this was divine
...
You told me pretty words could save my life.
Nothing saves me from burning away
like coal,
not your gossamer net,
not your petty words.
claire and nicola
Anyone
for a bargain?
I mined for
powdery opals
in the heat.
I found a cockatoo
in my rocket
but it puked in
my pocket and took
off with my locket.
Klyde Baxter
Every we for us
over I
if mine you our
like
anonymous
Ever I watch the jagged mechanical bird as it emerges from its imaginary shelter into the cool, organic garden of myth.
anonymous
Carefully passing through the frozen dahlias of anxiety, I come to examine the reckless funeral of faith.
does the doctor mean to dissolve the grace? I imagine that the air might be a brilliant machine, grasping for wisps of silent warmth.
anonymous
Broken feelings dance through the fire of us
the fire that used to be us
the fire that warmed us...
throughout the cold winter nights
innocent affection blows away from us
what used to be us...
like a leaf in the cool autumn wind
I look around me, you, us
the seasons change-
and so do we...
E. Lehlani
circulation frozen
like frosty snow flakes
cheeks wet
from a river forever flowing
mouth dry
from words not heard
spirit heavy, unable to fly
under the shining star
that was once you
E. Lehlani
A bystander important,
ashen gossamer whispers lurid,
who will draw this silent photograph?
Eternity passes by the wayside,
written in the book of time,
as if it knew the answer,
only the question knows.
Somehow theory always knew,
but only seldom revealed...
what manner of some madness is this,
when only thoughts reveal.
Kristin
I speak of you like I howl about you
you come to me until I request that you avoid me
my dimple looked out into the land
from a country ashen with cameras I give you my crutch
what tambourine only seemed just like yours
when I want you nothing more of drums
guy I offer you my anonymity so you forget me
ME
a simple character,
buying growth.
such terrific a reptile
always questioning(!) God.
disjointed girls,
already wondering who he is (was?).
recklessly retreating from life;
who knew?
Palahniuk
My jail is deeper...
I look to the clouds and I know they
are farther away.
I loved this hole once.
I was green and I didn't imagine
it could rot me.
all live things think so.
they believe in eternity.
i only know my jail,
and that it is deeper.
i think i have heard talk of a
'tomorrow'...
maybe.
we will see about this magical event
if it appears.
tola
Sweet Hope
I offer no advice
and no philosophy
you gain no talent
or growth from me
but I love you
and that might be
for us to start
over...
somewhat.
Philosophy
power is sex, money, and death
death is drama
money is certainty
sex is nostalgia
everything else is just garnish
Palahniuk
partially my consciousness
until sky explodes recklessly
must race to lake
for often we stay away
anonymous
December 1999
The seductive wrinkle
I should make
on your brain...
a distant relic
of my moisture
shelleylynn
A human regarded this disaster optimally:
I don't let fictions hang me up.
This sky charges around today and we shouldn't exclaim or take our rocks out.
Do not request joy, just dream.
LBellatrix
My brain sits in a jagged battery wiggling around. Someone's evil delight bends me up to the heavens. Moments shout with broken dimensions. Burst into the imaginary embodiment of you. These days fall with no incident.
On this flesh dreams mention a numb experience. And as you dropped from the tower everyone avoided the severe flaw that was once a simple girl. I was a cold fellow with strange fashion.
Brother Mist
Frozen in intuition
hunters know no bitterness
fast forgetting madness and
vigor for pursuit
Beth Latture
Around a monster yield bending
into so so
and foamn't will touch
silver field.
alivia
Those creatures that wait
turn to powder when
dollars dance as if touching sky
Have no mouths called our cherubs?
When trials send challenges into
heaven?
I speak of journeys
not circles into shadows
do we loll about as animals or
speak raw fire to the villains?
imagine
B.L.
Sand castles in raw
heads
the everyself is lost)
like elephants
in Colorado games of
this&that
he is leaving
she is downstairs
it is grasping for its helmet,
dancing into war
the I is approaching
the door with you upstairs with (me)
SMW
the day is bright
the sun shines so bright
i see a kite
shining in the sun light
in full flight
it just might
give someone a fright
anonymous
Have everyone shift about
admit nobody on what you roll
but if beer ought to reply
then snobs shall stroll most gracefully
Scatter paint to those here
enter place and conquest
reveal a flower in what you see
and enter this period of imagetown
most unfortunately
most inwardly
most gracefully
Don Morga
they are probably calling but
I'm diabolically checking carpet
have meant well, must yearn
here
downstairs
I am somewhat easily avoided
sold
asked
I knowingly dancing
until cautiously danced through
they might be around there
to dissolve
somewhat
wanted
who it questions
who it abandons
dissolving
Rostock Rose
A gracefully torn dream,
Is like hells champagne.
Kind of like that gig
Our old, ivory, sober palace.
And a blood spot,
From the firey depths,
Plays music to the dead.
Tragically, while slightly
Beautiful
Megan Mattix
I imagine you here laughing as if truth couldn't have whispered power
circumstance decides
water bends
light dances
flesh senses lover
feeling over reason
Sharon R
Bull tears artist knee mushroom champagne hunter cockatoo jamboree love forest brain air animal knee milk wrinkle bread birthday bond beer key affair essence plastic might around freckle apart could kangaroo jaw mannequin gossamer porch bliss ice crow head
anonymous
I, admitting I fell
figured that these meats
emerged from a dome;
bitterness like your smile
exclaims to me sincerely
and your lips
grow out like photographs
in my cell
should I still exit this swamp
or just yearn
for you!
so Hank, control my darkest behaviors
downstairs
Autumn
Elegant.
jaguars have these rocks.
they ooze them when they scatter.
they decide that when they haven't brought their frame, they wonder off.
hardly ever glory at the corner of paper.
the professional checked the performance of his waist.
he mentioned to his villain that these disgraces, like dissolving broth, usually shimmied sweetly.
and, as the frame told of the concert, it questioned the dog about the judgement of Buster.
anonymous
imaginary detectives watch me from the
doorway
controlling the way I breathe
fast talking bystanders whisper secrets
about me
really ought to get my head checked
Palahniuk
Dissolved
my ecstacy eaten.
kept hands would tease
over and over through gravy rich storms.
he drops what most caught him,
formulas brilliant in the drum
I only stand
never back from my own skin
tequila quiet.
carolyn
Bright dreams;
slowly he develops.
Cognitive disturbance;
wistfully, dreams forsaken.
anonymous
.. What cherub wonders in the clouds?
what friend waits for truth?
who passes joy over like ashen vegetables?
when can monsters think like jagged plastic?
what legendary creature needs a monster to imagine?
the tragedy: faith... ... ...
kelly m
The beast keeps making vinegar.
anonymous
I have no pets. I have me. I have today. I have what I have.
I need nothing. I need everything. I need.
I have lips. I have teeth. I have what I need.
I am me.
nothing is beyond me.
anonymous
Hats off to you and the pathetic stream of cold waters
this imagined castle I might have envisioned
yourself does not permit entrance
Always lifting the drawbridge
I swim in the mote
naturally tomorrow's questioned regard
Lover's fangs in my heart's desires
Drums the sound of my heartbeat
I begged mercifully countless days
More to give than this more to take than this more to this than this
had fellow become overwrought and consumed by the farcities of selfishness?
My hints shrugged off like a bothersome insect flapping wings wildly about his ear
I have begged mercifully
to spare life to spare inner being
A cackle heard so clear so loudly my perception bleeds profusely
My heart's desire is weakened at a low rate
I look into the eyes of a stranger
Begging mercifully
Mr. smiles and drains me to the last drop
I can never leave now
Kelly G
Soul Dog Waste
Whimpering when hurt (or not)
Knowing attention-getter
Up until today
every endless
every spiteful
every pathetic
Day Day Day Remains
Soul Dog Waste
Regugiated
A stitch in my side
Hardly laughing
Punch me again
Here is your straight face
Tell me your troubles and woes
AM I LAUGHING
Subconsciously, possibly maybe
Excuse me being for being me
Better should be my face wet
who's laughing?
The souless, wasteful dogs
It's not nice to point they say
Kelly G
You, you, you
that's what they dream of
not her, for she slips through the bag
and away she flys.
mentioning your name,
she must turn and jump
everyone suggests and guesses
but they'll never know what those shoulders dreamed.
she loved the abandon
and she reached out, her eyes grinding into his skull.
touched by a magician
onething is for sure,
nothing will be,
except you, you, you,
Samantha
Bargain blood [cheap]
A terrific soup (2 please!)
WHO can be saved? I'd like to know if...
tears or style or doom or excess or anxiety or difference or cost or instinct or delight or remorse or infinity or error or expression just like mercy but as art if and for flaw so then as culture
what's up with theory
oxygen drama we don't need gracefully rather
illegal crow anybody
this and that
he and she
we and us
WHO has? this/that/he/she/we/us...me/my
WHO has them hidden there yonder cleverly
Early birds worm for WHO?
Night Owls WHO for WHO?
Grass is greener for WHO?
And WHO declared!
The journey is T-zoned, the plains are (dis)illusional, watch for falling rocks, it's slippery when it's wet, and DO NOT feed the animals.
Have a nice trip says WHO!
And then WHO was saved (?)
How about that bargain blood for the chicken noodle instead?
Good choice for WHO.
WHO could also…
Rejoice and hallelujah
Be Blessed
Permit Angels kisses
Read every sign when “Cross”ed
Pro-Amen
BUT...
WHO is/was really right
and
WHO is/was really wrong
Kelly G
Ivy; the metal neck of compassion, declares our stunted affair
a beast with terrific envy
of champagne.
It drips down the walls
and fills up the gutters.
No-one can walk through
this tight weave
without someone to slice
away the veins of inner waste.
Mariah CREDIT BUREAU
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