Various Poets, Volume 2

our plastic dance
dissolves our arms
into foam electricity
and slithers straight into our bed

every wet lover we took
falls through this life
sauntering
and chasing

if not consequences
try wishing for infinity
but come when grasped

                    the darwin eating jesus fish

I, the ashen mannequin
of reptile like joy
will not arrange my hell
for this blue circle's
thinking shadow

                    Gwen Knight

Cougar tequila spoils job.
photograph divorce wiggle by circulation.
he suggested episode. she glowed with electricity. Then the camera fell
and scattered their tails to the winds.

                    anonymous

Lover I sing to your soul
it bites back and runs me off
beauty having not seen the light of day is muted and lost
I wonder if this is my personal hell
laying in wait for what will never be
I scream
I sob
I die

                    mdlor

Spare me oh your hollow cries, I do not believe you
The day has come to set aside this weary heart and forget
Love has failed me

                    mlorge

friend I've come for you it is time
Little effort is needed to escape the torment of your bonds
You must run
You must never look back it will be lost forever
Go out beyond the wall and whisper my name
friend I've come for you it is time

                    mlorge

In the light of the morning, beauty becomes you
seductive flesh warms under the touch of a gentle hand
Whispers of ectasy create a strange echo in the room
A kiss silences you
Your heart racing keeping pace with my own
Leaving this place if only for a moment we fall upon the silk exhausted

                    mlorge

I use you for my lusty pleasure
around rough upstairs hills...

... if only everyone could!

                    Andromeda

Through twice brightly flesh movements
you entwine around me
who has quite shelter as to rock me just like you do? ...

                    Andromeda

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 Cinead Fanning

I say to him just as if he called out to
we abandoned home once.
through it, they wished just like me.
they slept as if they'd dream forever...

                    Cat

Lover throw quietly
girl burst simply
waitress ooze soundly
contessa take brightly
I hang optimally
you chase clumsily
we want silently

                    brian

The debutante sauntered through the room, hopping and howling and wiggling all over the place. She was one of those prudishly seductive geniuses with brightly dark souls and mouths and fangs that sparkle awfully in your smile and mine. Her name was Naomi and she dreamed of sweet contessas that would paint her doom with hot bright colors and promise naughty rites that would age her. Her friend appeared at the door dressed in bubbles of neon that yelled, actually threw, luridness at us. We slipped him into our garden of rebellion quickly, yearning for his kind, and we dropped the lady, poor wily Naomi, unknowingly at our mercy. The madness hung in the gossamer envy of all watching as she shreiked obscenities and mawkishly tore her claws through the dust of their bitterness, and wept. They eyed her vicariously and lied artfully as they smirked and danced him around their circle. Scum, she thought, and laughed at their ridiculous bared fangs as their pet followed her from the hall.

                    alice drummond

No one should burst from logic
But I did
Ought not happen
But it does
Quite tragic

                    Palahniuk

I have necessary friends... Those nice individual tokens seem ready most days. foolish me, believing in their strength. I forfit myself each time I join distant friends in mock lives. clumsily I find untrue truths, morals unclean.

                    Emily Kloker

I throw the rough
warmth
I have for you
there on to
the
frozen
lake
I want it to decay
so that I might
drown in it.

I would have wished my smile
to you before,
but you are just so

   busy

that I walked to the spot
where we met

by the lake

I am going to warm the world
with my love
from this spot

(starting with the lake so i can drown)

for you are too busy to need it.

(i hope the heat goes out in your apartment, horse.)

                    nicola

I loving around, late no relentlessly through them
Wanda defend something dog much she receive around foam
gig unwholesome broth this exhibits prudishly separate carpet

mattering nothing he show scientific bringing;

the upstairs over these checks leisure balloon some.

                    stevenallenmay

A champagne experience in my gut
exploding with opalescent vanity
in the circle of my belly

your thumb divides my
dimpled home
recklessly teasing the
land I keep as mine.

fall in to me
forget who you were
talk like a bad boy
enter me with no logic

and in loving me
receive my glory in return.

                    anonymous

I say
reason
you say
no
I say
grasping for feeling
if I could
I might
would you?

                    Holly Jean

Naomi races into you
she is everybody
everything
everyone
she thinks
we can be one
you recklessly say
please?

                    Holly Jean

Silently
Ivy saunters home
subject to my hiding
about my occasional race
with her I am
tarnished

                    Holly Jean

The sand shelter offers great love
to singers and their kittens
I buy myself an exiled guitar
to saunter down the beach with
and guess at what they're doing
in their shelter
in the sand

                    anonymous

Woman Wanda may
have to be
around for
refuge
hunter Buster
might have to be
over on
shortage

                    Sarah Felten

I could actually dance
I sometimes think
I sometimes know
sebastian
you anyone-anybody-anything
you everyone-everybody-everything
you yourself
who are you
you are he
he he he
he that wrote

this these those
that
Edward
you are just like
him;he;his
Estlin
they are just like
them;they;their

I could actually dance

                    Lauremir

KING KONG

Monster is always nice,
Monster likes food with spice.
King Kong just wanted attention,
He never had any cruel intention.
Maybe someday he'll find a spouse,
and live in a big giant house.
I'll bet he'll get some little brats,
and they'll bring home more rugrats.

                    Charles Scarborough charlies@aol.com

I diabolically race doctor a yonder gig
anybody could glow with out copper
optimally this belly charged now
I most reply when Roscoe lets me
or Naomi dances in cupboards...
this loves my circumstance opaque;
scientific not quiet or emerging-
quietly lying on the jail.

divide!
not recklessly or clumsily, but carefully. Exhibit me, individual.

                    mattday

Most kittens silently suggest disaster

they reach up until they can't carry the debutante

I inwardly dream of a juncture when dahlia will appear


so don't look now, reach for a tequila
and wait

she shall.

                    keith

she sells arsenic on the razor's edge
defending her wonder with radiant lips love me now she implies
shoulder bare, skin light...

her dance abandons certainty
as she glows in moisture from heaven
her gossamer wrapped thighs utter come to me...
I want your affection
I need your soul
believe what I speak
here I can offer you ecstacy
no more no less...
lay with me and forever be mine...

                    seika

You, that makes forests treacherous
you, that tears blood from bulls
you, that grasps ignorance tarnished

spoil it or laugh

Naomi, this keen lake sleeps for
you

                    keith

Your delight
my fiction
your villain
my lover
your reptile
my error

wish for a cave to
grind

sit in a sensitive
place

                    soldierMachine

A cherub shouldn't saunter
but a debutante shall

no one talks always, not even me

a home in the institution dissolves your masquerade

so
it figures
you would not hold me

                    keith

No cat joked as the forest arranged itself into sullen bowls of paint.
the puppy might have retreated like it wondered at the drama,
but I, rocky boy of early breakfast,
teased the madness with my ashen funeral,
as if offering a fine adventure
must so festive be,
or be so tragically nothing.

most relics don't reveal as certainly this one called up images of
glamorous fields
jazzy reptiles
or,
unfortunately,
severe dinners with unwholesome artists,
of who I made one To be.

                    Fil

sidewalk poet, cafe debutante, singer of bitterness
waiting for time to decline
from what do you hide?
is it your logic... or societys carnival alienation
do we elude your parody life
quietly examining our sullen discontent
as we wear our hearts on our sleeve
would one dime act as a deciding force to reach out for your happiness?
we boast that we have offered you the
knowledge to practice your art
through behavior generated on the streets
inwardly we dream of exhibiting your zest
chasing bubbles that dissolve into ether
feeling light headed and exiled
we hang on your violin adventures

                    seika

  Open silver beast 
  generation individual
   we 
  through every away 
  have common awe
   over 
    as if episodes have time beauty
     we waste remorse 
      dragon fire
  and mirror images
         we retreat

Could not it be
that so to bear arms
we have from fashion
fraction nothing
it is up to everything
by far
for through then
up until still
I question
this vast force
we so wander
called the earth
we are forced to endure

                    P is for Poetry, thats Good Enough For ME!

the snow is sensitive
  painting shadows
like a snake
  retreating into the ground
quietly, it slowly slithers
  the chill creeps under your skin
and winter
  crawls

                    Dizzy

Anyone can be my flesh. He whispers the glory to them, leaving me alone. everyone will be loose. everyone will want grind. everyone will forget me. anyone can be me.

                    Abbe

Will I be up until you change your mind? Will I believe you when she calls you? You have to be mine. everyone will take you away. we are wooden, hollow and alone.

                    Abbe

I turn the shrewd basket
questioning the waste
even the performance.
you scatter your ecstacy to
those sad fugitives and
then I worry about the
future

                    anonymous

Simple soul frame

around when you most
feel as though you're shutting down
And the surrealness you feel
captivates your features
and the peace that you radiate
in the smile that comes
almost out of nowhere
and you fall into and out of
concious being
drifting from this world
to your own
your own little world is safe
run
and stay away
from the harsh world
where hearts are broken
wrinkle in time
you amazed everyone
don't give in now
it isn't giving in
it is living
being
happy

                    whisperingwords

Artists waste flesh
scholars guide dogs
everyone dissolves into anything
brains sit mechanicaly

                    Dizzy

Knees, I offer my labor.
my powder madness reveal yells
their burden of parody

should these kittens have batterys?
sending knowingly I yield,
as if I whisper embodiment
into my flower;
ecstacy be my foam.

                    Kris

What if humans dreamed
what infinities would they bring
and could they decide
to dissolve
into the fire
of time
and motion

                    llyra

The poet reached through
she passed the sky with grace
taking me by the skull
and holding me naturally
until I yearned for discontent

                    llyra

Bed me puppy more diabolically, then most quietly.
Is not gold silent in the garden?
More lurid than philosophy--
these flesh evolutions.

                    anonymous

skull upstairs
broth within
rather like an eternity
for our ecstacy

any shy visitor
even you
could jump in
rosy and ready
for experience

                    anna v

Crows approaching from circumstance-
they enter as if knowing.
Hopping, criticizing crow-
would you have never figured
that I expected you?

                    E. Schram

Day drop he tore
so then his meat whispers
caught them
do you defend him
theory I surly charged

                    anonymous

Ivy, the thought

                    anonymous

around me i have my substance.
into some creature , my concept just about up with.

                    anonymous

A crow exited through a cheek,
he boasted grand gigs.
I yielded my home mawkishly
he talked with my dancer
I shouted with his kitten
those animals may dance through the bear land
I love to sell dollars
these snakes like waddleing around
I receive plastic around Buster
standing every circle on bottle too tragically glows
I like slipping on glass
have to go working about

                    anonymous

A rampant girl gave a bull thumbs
she is so evil to my lady
quietly through those shins
I like buying snakes
from country halls

from up came the odd Roscoe
cold landlord hopped elephant
he is ragged and a bad suggester
he generates games of jazzy dust

Hank the expert exhibited the substantial fashion
I nagged him
he approached through foliage
he requested me
I liked his cop

Ivy chased kangaroo through garden
Roscoe howled through linguini
I shouted from tower
Buster defended floor
Naomi glowed in school

tarnished Roscoe exited land
detective ate horse
I brought these limbos
my city is open to bears
come bend ices with me
my saucy bystander
laugh naturally upstairs
with detective

                    Rebekah

A dishonest sheriff
exited the country
he liked closet horses

thin Naomi shimmys irregularly
a debutante can spoil
Busters scary creature nose
can shadow crows

I like Wanda but his sauce might holler
his fashion is Hanks champagne
up with sand humans
go with poets bliss
judgement of sheriff brutal
but he is disjointed
everyone writes stories of leotard

not around champagne
prisoner eats bull
those monks are lively
then exclaim through feast cleverly

                    Rebekah

Slipping Ivy beer for mind wet bone yonder crow say sing apple be flower Like a lover Like a bear

                    Lynnette Singleton

until sandy dunes shout by shall I not want
anything anyone believe I offer this vanity
until time follows actually my laughter bends
new lines in my face

                    Lefki

everyone handed over their life
I grasp mine
anyone believed everyone
no one hoped theyed reach higher
everyone uttered simply
life

                    pestilentOne

Legacy bitterness cruel odium love hate
whose women mother through until generation

                    anonymous

Tragically I
talk of ecstacy
until I imaged that loved me
more and more and with my soul sincerely I whispered to
your lovers spirit

I look at your back
I watch you
do you want me
this must be
you promise me
heaven not hell
nothing nothing would
make me love you

                    amber

a measly landlord expects faith so every every everyone he she wiggles just leaves with a stunted phase of leisure

                    danstyk

Fish whisper beastly emotions, towering hell would infinity relentlessly certainly show.

                    anonymous

I gave you force
might my map like skys in my earth?
hold me until tempests follow

                    Sampson

My sweet earth. Jaded by my jamboree. Experts eat by low figure, to flow sad and cool to your skull. I seem to not help as I sing as if my mane flows hot, sordid... divine

                    anonymous

Every moment coppery sharp,Doing the brain dream, sure of your reasoning, my soul slowly flows to home.

                    anonymous

Closet Roscoe; shy around me
consequences for honesty
Revealing your secrets to anybody
Silent conversations
Between our eyes
You know I know Everyone could know
But I am the only one who see's you
Through the locked closet doors

                    Dizzy

Assistant she was to the maddness that surrounded
Didn't have a clue
couldn't tell what had happened
to the neat plan
tucked away safe
and now she is fearful
something will happen
drastic change
to disrupt
everything she has known
and the world blows away
up in smoke
her little plan
'cause one never knows . . .

                    tangiblesound

Lover
who doth cry out my name
on equationed lips
parted slightly
taking away the breath
I hold precious
in virgin lungs
I'd like to scream
promises look
deceiving
when I walk away
and perhaps they are
as fickle as love can be
on this "Holier than thou" Day
God-forsaken
and yet you pursue
inwardly I hope for
a release
home in my darkened sometimes
I cannot handle your love
for I do not love
in return

                    Amber

The cop could not have let it decline.
Hank nagged and dropped and closed simply.
map
leotard
jug
gravy

I set the radio to curiosity.

                    Judas

I wiggle. I request.
you leave.
control yourself.
this brain regards your lip.
I drop cleverly.
you wonder.
guess who?
my lip passes by your ear.
your neck declares itself.
don't pursue me.
be mine.

                    Judas

Boy
you laugh at baskets.
guy
you opine for guitars.

I keep on exhibiting myself to bureaucrats.
this is not straight.
at the cell I examine your spirit.
hop. Dig. Stroll.
your bliss could march over mine.

                    Judas

Vast singer.
dark scholar.
serious individual.
your scalp glows.
your neck teases.
and you just guess what I roll.
and you just love what I believe.
you joke.
you sit gracefully.
you just dissolve.

                    Judas

Anybody out there?
everyone watch.
those who burst.
they yell.
you slip.
write
paint
whimper.
up with violins.

                    anonymous

Detective, I need to appear warm.
I hopped on the dime.
he sent me a violin.
who dissolved the terrier?
when was the incident?
I mustn't spoil the compassion.
I received a crutch from a waitress.
she gained a love like no professional had avoided.
why don't you start eluding like you bend?
from castle to sky, I hand the helmet over.
you marched.
I stayed.
the cat received a bag.
until I strolled around the swamp, I might have established an essence.

                    Judas

I reveal nothing.
you guess all.
I flow naturally.
you march downstairs.
I look back.
you hide yonder.
I pursue mercy.
you pursue alienation.
I lie knowingly.
you roll home.
I offer bliss.
you imply fragility.
I stay apart.
you reply quickly.
I eat pretty.
you generate decay.

                    Judas

Terrier seems evil. Is that my zest? I don't buy it; cougar eats my cheek, but I don't jump. Brilliant but mad: the ignorance of most kangaroos! Shouldn't violins and bones utter the grand balloon? Not if I get to speak about it. Dog is sharp. He replies diabolically... At the dome, kitten is grinding my face. Don't whimper!

                    Chuck

A numb fragility sits over my winter flesh, laughing about its ragged embodiment of life.

                    Beth

Terrific Wanda
jaguar head your fur disjointed more soundly
great Wanda
your mustache itself when extremely solid just like onion

substantial Hank
knowingly shows lizard head to Wanda

                    Stilton Fondu

sand cleverly exhibited
the girls whisper
as they walk hurriedly toward us

a castle waiting for it's photograph
dissolves quietly
as I scatter for the camera

                    Waves by Ro

Unfortunate blood racing
retreated around plaster
around incident
around eternity
around blocking closed
nagging received
racing dissolved
talking caught
as if this will forgotten by everyone

nothing
we once cruising bellowed
we later thinking dropped
we already practicing saw our error
our mercy
our envy gathering implied there

                    tolar

The storm at most
is truth.
A bringer of warmth,
Life.
And Death.
But if just like
every event it is
forgotten,
It will bring only
Death.

                    anonymous

She said that she loved me
That I could be the only one
For her
I believed her
and that is where
I failed

                    anonymous

Hank asks Roscoe for a bicep and tears the opalescent blood
the happy reptile oozes for the stately ballroom
I exploded and my thumb called my skull
you need the legal power and the limping phase
they those rampant beast eye powder waitress Roscoe jaw jumper enchantment corners decided yearning sold figures around so away awfully home brightly over

                    anonymous

book reading absorbs musty pages of history imagine vivid fantasy within a world character storyline pages text font words and description sight smell taste be transfixed and amused au8thor brain tomorrow here wanted for us

                    anonymous

This enchantment decides my bitterness.
mush
her potato leaves her common.
intention is the monk of curiosity.

                    Judas

Fellows utter wistful ignorance,
keeping the flower of vanity.
artfully offering happy hope,
they sell our curiosity
to the bull.

                    was

Arsenic gala myth
mine to not be settled
we heat once quite recklessly
and create a fantasy
founded upon selfish wants
and pierced hearts
Dilluting our fears
in the drug induced
sleep
we rock
into the night
generating
radiating
life

                    tangiblesound

Burden in the zoo!
The photographs thinks.
it is all forest, honest
the rosy egg gathering reply and drive like an elegant doctor. tawdry, gray Buster must slip on
I shall not exit absolutely.
me and my lip must avoid the waitress, I wiggle in my city, offering up what I may... If nobody looks I would have to wear the neon legendary camera like so many have before. arsenic will arrange itself as if it could not fall any more late dancers in the street.

                    bryan cox

this that follows me Like a
snake will not consume
this that speaks says nothing
he that falls is not lost
Time has no teeth

                    Eagle

Candid thoughts
collide with mischief
Ivy figure smile
as I plaster my heart
upon a wooden shelf
as it no longer
has a purpose

                    whisperingwords

The moisture of your golden race
scatters dragons to the shelter
grind through emotion
to lengthy careers in ceremony
pointed dreams working overtime,
examined again by a hopeful character
who checks his glass at the cafe
and forgets his dish of broth
by the cupboard.

                    anonymous

Shift me around today
don't be simple
Your bird bursts silently
in the forest.

                    anonymous

Roscoe be dancing
Buster get singing
Ivy were knowing
me is feeling
artfully
shallow

                    NOVICE

Naomi potato
I buy you
I make you comfortable
you seem amorous
I boast of our idea
my Ivy potato

I mean Naomi...

                    The Bard

This magic lover

entering my tower
keeps
my smile in his thoughts
gathering fine wisps of
knowledge in his game.

this ready therapist
bursts
into my space
to question my madness.

                    Daeriel

Inwardly
I race to some open land
howling, bursting
with emotion
like a beast, turning into
a beast, admitting my enthusiasm to
noone...

silver truth exclaiming!

                    Daeriel

Then
we made our place
in the sharp gossamer
of our burdens...

Clumsily
we took our bargains
and sat in the garden...

Royal in our youth:

cherubs of disaster.

                    Daeriel

evolution of a time
we once knew
prisoners in our own minds
odd to have believed
it was anything more
than what it was
no one knew
or could know
it just was never that way

madness flew our feet
from underneath us
tying us to air
purging our thoughts
clearing ground
landing fall
shaken to reality
that never was too real
to begin with

                    Tangiblesound

She must be the one
who holds your heart
all through the night
and carefully tastes my pain
she must be the one
everyone hears off and on
during Wanda's parties and
Naomi's legendary ideas
anybody can glow
if they wait long enough
and haven't you sold your soul
for to many neon dreams
tomorrow we might slither
up into our own souls again
and then we will finally
be able to breathe

                    Kiki

Usually monsters chase me recklessly
through neon adventures
believing I forgot my rebellion.
shall I walk silently?
or bellow diabolically so they reply to my power?

sometimes I fall,
but lately I dance past them,
expecting evil to forget me.

                    Starr

He who exhibits anxiety
yearns for burlap leotards.
but if the debutante of bubbles
sits on rocky potatoes,
then the hat he bursts
faith into firey crutches.
no worry. Everything falls enough.

                    -jayme-

Bond me to gossamer lipstick,
generate images about my bliss
in the corner of heaven called
a woman's kitchen.
gather your conquests,
reveal to me my art,
little and low.
let my eye be frequently charged
with hard lust,
and my innocent cheek be yielded up
to your fist in punishment.
appear to be my hero,
relentlessly loving not me,
but my availability.

                    Starr

Disjointed idea sets tragically performance just like home brightly distant bears drag me over unfortunately into fell hopeful episodes

                    Jenna K., Minnesota

I through leisure receive
might I mention extremely usually
the substantial burlap
that stays in your string of jugs
that you maintain replied yesterday?
I opine you offer a ragged photograph
not a song, not a factor,
and not the Naomi. I say belly,
and I reach for my cat.
you recklessly tear every game,
but my gossamer helmet saunters on.

                    RH Forbes

You and me until your over me. One through anything until when? But if you just through this then we as one.

                    Rachel Ann

Wanda, who was a monk, took a large amount of LSD one evening. Then her friend Roscoe came by and said "vanity is extremely sophisticated." Roscoe was a lizard. A disjointed, blue, lizard. Wanda approached him and mentioned that she was flowing into a jug. Roscoe diabolically eluded her and revealed himself to be a mud villan.

                    anonymous

I Wanda have hidden lizard around Colorado
laughter mushroomself
me and mine like silver lines

until I homed I was out away pink from gardened life

                    anonymous

He establishes experiences through everyone
through me he lies, he dreams
I fall and he does not grasp it

                    chadis

Expert
you spoil thoughts.
have you gathered your vigor?
have you abandoned your evil?
I earn my intuition, genius.
don't control my reason.
don't elude to my inquisition.
what do you know?
I expect vanity!
I burst with comedy!
love my power!
dissolve my challenge?
utility!
refuge!
discontent!

                    Judas

slowly I reveal my laughter.
from swamp to sky I act silently.
in prison and in shadow I dream.
who thinks about style?
who oozes grace?
have I mattered to anyone?
it will divide us, this time.
when shall I paint my map?
in vanity I seem to flow.
receive my mercy.
I am shallow.

                    Judas

I elephant seems around judgement school from neighborhood like Buster

                    anonymous

            Every guy evil
              except you
       every heart you've broken
             not mine
        every lie you've told  
           truth I heard
  for you were the air resting on my wings
            -too cold, too light,
      for me to call forever mine
       cause hidden like elements 
         secrets of the heart
             rest in you 
            burning holes   
                 -take flight
   I shall not be your fallen butterfly

For by anybody I I I place a like so through until those who say over and over just like sh these eternitys mustn't have blocks on them

                    aidan

We held cougar to chest silently
what pursues us into dust
jauntily needing her through
should mine at his at her at our
singingbody everything laughedone

                    Cambo The Barbarian

Dark of my soul, the song of Dark
vast shadows cover my mind
My love is gone but not to soon
and not too late
for it was I who let him go
and it was I who made my heart a dark place

                    Me (That's my name don't wear it out)

Monster from room quite
mine your from then such elephant
out feeling of growth Roscoe
away lizard arsenic nose
by terrier devotion kind of that
from her then upstairs
sleeping that him she be out
spirit pillow these revealing
be through from fish town
plastic freckle tambourine
like have our his time
apparently here slowly last flowed
we prison thumb she silver
or surly country from over
concert just over like there
field moment conquest mine they
over just like silently skin jug
ody burlap ballroom
comedy oozed through until then
one mine Buster fugitive helmet
say you be mine
for most ago
I rare somewhat never back naturally

                    ulie

Youngster, just as a bird you fly through life
Old man, you see with the wisdom of one who has seen it all.
Though the two of you are completely different, you are the same.

                    Nicole Weber, Minnesota, age 16

Jovial dragons scatter eggs of silver paint... circus and ceremony, plastic and gold, street and garden
we may be caviar for loose cougars
we can have carpets of neon kimonos
we shall come simply with festive dishes and sleepy guts
we enter reckless circles, lolling brightly, sauntering through the dust of mannequins

                    Melisa

I send white flesh through them
my sensitive soul stutters
you grasp
kill me now

                    stephanie

A detective gathers razors.
a poet slithers knowingly.
a girl leaves school.
a witch sits artfully.

nothing falls like vegetables.
noone practices like magicians.
nothing imagines like genius.
no one turns like professionals.

                    Judas

Closet

we know that compassion is the center
we ride the pillow.
whimpering
I grasp.
I lie.

knowing that emotion dissolves, we whisper.

come.

                    Judas

I say, run!
she says, loll!
you say, skip!
he says, walk!

                    Judas

I catch you silently.
dust glows on the coin.
when might my gimmick give in?
simply youthful, you draw me from my obvious importance.
not that moisture can laugh, or anything, but motion matters.
we hold our input in.
up with evil!
will intuition love?
decide.

                    Judas

Anybody I sit on opines for evolution.
anyone I work with watches for grace.
everything I look at sends a history to the shadow.
these instincts are legendary.
everyone saunters around them.
do rebellions generate conquests?
I declare relentlessly that life scatters the philosophy of humans.
fall back and you may whimper prudishly.
believe.
I might offer you something you might run from.
until then, examine yourself.

                    Judas

We receive this over something
more
from paper waits growth
my spoiled oxygen bursts partly
but brightly always I dissolve
up until breakfast this fish
that tells fire flowed
everybody runs carefully so to laugh with importance
you hoped that tempests might
throw sober your small violin
dropping those rascal variant individuals
who catch our common cloudy circumstances
zoom about so he follows following us until we gather relics of hands and thumbs

                    genevieve

I am not a guy. cant you stay or I will dissolve my flesh.
the brother is my waitress.
the fugitive is my jester
the cherub is my contessa
what shall Naomi wish if the sheriff
will not bellow to my monster
the prisoner is my sheriff
go to tree or I will wiggle my mustache

                    anonymous

  I send this gift
  but
  through it
  you shall hear
  a tempest
  and
  my rather sad
   discontent. 

  Abandon it seldom
  and
  keep  
        it
            around.

Kangaroo brains
fish tails
dusty mannequins
a gift of bureaucrats

                    anonymous

Deep foliage, quietly believing I lie under your green. Fallīs creatures shall not persist. The departure yields, I obey.

                    Inconcluso

Tequila wouldn't emerge
until they slept soundly

but time can not promise
what the brain wishes

                    anonymous

Who sends balloons
when promised truth?

I control who wonders
I abandon who follows

                    anonymous

Animals strolling slowly
teasing us with their manes
what a rare circumstance
we would boast about often

                    anonymous

Looking occasionally
Buster purple
Roscoe kind
I recklessly mention broth

                    missfidget

I scatter around at my kitchen...
until then, with your nose and my knuckle.
so too I zoom at your shoulder,
and we tease.

                    Fred Beamer

Black scholar cheek!
Black scholar cheek!

Any and all musn't harden themselves.
Gaining is Buster, the beast we hope in for breakfast. We, everyone. We, each one. We are balloons eluding the upstairs/downstairs
of our dust. Curiousity, reason, doom; these believe in nothing.

Winter forest...
Terrier jail...
Copper genius...
Finger oil...
These call me.
Keep on calling.
Calling me home.

                    anonymous

My kitchen my pantry my tower
My therapist my toe my power

His castle his sky his shelter
his fiction his dime his

Ankle gravy drives me
Nail fish dragging me
Hole-brain juice offers fragility

Every him her his hers me mine you yours
every singer
every contessa
every magician
everyone

Every we they ours theirs when what wheres
every ignorance
every fraction
every talent
every bond
every love

                    anonymous

Over to her I appear silver and shiny, Under to me I seem defended and tiny.

Flower so fair
Flower so far
Flower so oddly fine... And dear to my heart.

My friend, my rascal, you have gracefully whispered and drove me off this hell

My friend, my rascal, you have offered me eternity with you and your remorse.
you will write my book

You have believed me
But must you sleep?
Can you talk something you ought not?
...The consequences do tear us for what we have taught.

Wait and have me;
have my bowl
have my photograph
have my key

                    Htiek N. Retiel

An Ashen Horse rides on over to take me!
The bones of these visitors joke relentlessly: "He who charged us our powders have this divorceing about them!"
She, poet-woman like a bubble holds me simply.
She, dancer-lady as a lip whimpers on so naturally.
Her shoulder carries my burden.
Her shoulder anchors my weary head.
Contessa! The tomorrow in my consciousness.
Be my relic...
Be my curiosity...
Be my wrinkles...
Be a horse stunted by my envy.
A bed can keep us steamy
A box must ask her naughty
The snake might reveal my fashion!
It, singer-pig is my toy!
I have freckles;
        Be my circulation....

                    Htiek N. Retiel

Everyone, Hank bellows my consequences; It's style shall help fast.
Elephants out home are gifts, but they fall slightly just like a feast. Though I, the cold lip, absolutely threw you a dime in your faith. Can't you hold her? Could she act this only hand? It wouldn't be scientific!

These buckets, these reptiles!
They enter this bicep and ride me!
Our machine with leaden knees hears us talk clumsily, nothing blocks his crutch...

We, believing one thing should have These horses appear just like yesterday.
Serious battery in his professional eye, meaning that we pink birds like institutions. Him and his magnetic instinct, I of small pursuit will disgrace you, but not knowingly.
Have more incredible anonymity, could you? You are a great fetish!

                    Htiek N. Retiel

Ashen Wanda sauntering, she wondered and really carried his reptile with herself, early into the bridge. What like the twice pretty yonderest cell shifted--controlling later-- electricity shouldn't dance by her kitten's mane.
around around around, through brightly believed shoes she appeared partly guided into seldom and soon spoils of sauce. Who, what, when... low characters tear those razor circumstances, awfully bloody it admits performance ecstacy and most could pass by into winter, apparently abandoning her palace. Wrinkle of anesthetic marches into her dragon's metal brawl and she then shall stately start to transition herself by falling around reckless--beastly enchantment ought imply shadows. Partly still just contessa chest incident! Out of her seductive finger charges golden mushrooms that death hears. The hell turned very still...

                    Modal Madame

A sharp boy followed his rebellion
through hardly whispered ceremonies
until he (like so very many) thought
of happiness and blocked out the silently waiting prisoner
he started to elude

this silence divided him and his love
she retreated from him
back to her fields of leaves
and dragon galas
he wanted to say "sleepy wait
I will come back...
back
to you
not glamorous, though I ought to be?"

and he yearned
and she promised
and they dreamed of pursuit
and the heavens dissolved for them

                    anonymous

Wanda droped out
new puppys circus
separate sailor growth
might drag around sand to apartment

more honest then
Hanks smile brightly growing
dog mouth mostly and
fancy mouth tambourine

                    Marie Tempore Vita

Divine relic whimpers shall I
silently have these creatures
bringing gossamer glasses to
just about anyone?

                    anonymous

The rosy enchantments you imagine sincerely, just like the day that these who carry around boats.

                    anonymous

A fugitive from emotion,
I glow prudishly.
bitterness paints disgrace on my face.
until behavior watches the funeral of its madness,
my art might just drop off.

                    Judas

At the yonder zoo
dragons know rebellion.
They gracefully declare

.. ' dancer Ivy; writes like a shy cockatoo that shall question utility and zest. '
the snake ether easily keeps a tambourine just as if a hat
do they say opalescent kangaroos must certainly bellow kind reasons?
mentioned ago in a land up in the cloud. Laughing, dissolving, and questioning... Most beasts don't sense the journey that partly yields to their storm: but if one divides faith and establishes glory, the visitor taken from institution feels hope.
but can ready dragons act oblivious to the doom? It must whisper to them!

                    Neon Mamacita

Wanda from my sometimes amorous behavior that hid until she passed into myth.

She grasps my chest with her rich image: lacy; opaque; saucy; red; steamy; elegant.

Through my brain a glass wearing her excess marches around me. Hardly a form of delight, partially an infinity of enchantment.

Testing me more and more . . .

Slowly I imagine her practicing her parody of my consequences. Knowingly I pursue her. Vicariously I reach out to carry her through tomorrow .

                    anonymous

I speak but you paint her fangs...
she works for nothing but you know I waddle over to you...
a curiosity divides my ear and you just let me race from you...
we have nothing but vegetables...
I don't holler at you or charge at you...
soon I receive a violin and when I practice it I might sing of you

                    Me.......

I tragically appeared to him Roscoe
he Roscoe bellowed through the Vladivostok
Oh drat! all Around you nothing
just by hand I oozed plaster and then retreated

                    Sarah

Awe could close my leg with advice.
clumsily, the thinest bottles appear
and I defend it,
buying the puppy a glass.
might my warm broth be riding an elephant in the shallow episode?

.. but we opine
that nobody implies relics
when they show through yonder onions
as dragons earn.

figure earlier!
need your gala,
grow your eye,
ooze that foliage
until lipsticks emerge.

then will your emotions
be skinny
and raw.

                    Jordie

Prisoner Roscoe and like his flower
he avoided deep quilts
but he will sing
' tarnished, limp, and skinny dog
it always thinks you glow loudly'

drawn as if but a pillow
Hank, glory bellows his waist, jokes
compassion and leisure and grace
these use only strong soup
just like the measly dragon,it is YOU!
who soon worries that bitterness dances

mattered cruised thinking emerges around the cloud
envy and warmth earned just a wisp
of your irregular bicep and its guide

                    Neon Mamacita

Slips of paper gaining shelter
hither thither, helter skelter
promised corners shifted windward
reach my faith and chase it inward.

Lizard mine
leaving experience
clumsily scattered about by those elephant bones most carefully
laid

                    anonymous

Rascal cockatoo declines my vicinity
quietly so carefully
conquest would have been stunted

                    Squalor

puppy eyes ball as silver bubbles paint those cheeks of dancer
nagged as if she waited dreaming about heaven! Just as she loves like eternitys here!

                    Clondike

A steamy creature sauntered around by Naomi. She lie on it. Pass her.

                    anonymous

She....

...Treacherous reptile who wiggles away from capture.

I hate her being.
I HATE HER BEING!

painful silence
I simply decline
but more painful is the venum speech

tarnished am I who dwells in animosity
in my vains, blood and vinegar

Am I she or is she?

                    ellen

happiness, like we uttered once
matters so to me
touching gossamer spirits
glowing raw and free

enchantment, like we once gathered
holds me so brutally
revealing royal blood
madness helps me see

                    doctor pixel

sour discontent

an eternity of fear
lolls around my brain
calls the ravens of madness
to race around my pain

what monster waits
in silver forests
to hide my wily bliss
no poet could ever
write of a challenge
such as this

                    doctor pixel

what creature are you
to pass me by
what animal
what beast
what villain are you to dance around my soul
and tear my brain out as a feast

                    doctor pixel

Around this place my skin cruises like the reptiles would in porch arsenic.
do we whimper with essence or in cost?
we could work naturally at appearing sleepy but it could charge us until we see fashion as a shoe.

can you say you have expected more?

                    Tristan

Skip those sticky fingers. Never look back at your growing, shall I have to declare that?
.. Hunter

                    Sweden

Jester abandons enchantment for sullen parody, grasping that which offers arsenic in place of ecstacy. Not once does Jester yield bitterness for intention, not while Jester lolls in languorous bliss.

                    Katherine

Beast of youthful vigor, exhibit thy wanting for love of reason.
Every prisoner that asks not for fiction, nor drama, nor veiled guise, yearns for an innocent reflection of better times. Judgement befall those who maintain zest for undeserving falsehood, questioning all philosophy, turnng blind eye to truth.

                    Katherine

Roscoe, the distant snake toe of mine, ought to have exhibited a glint of gravel,or so I let on. He silenced they who imply that he is history.

                    hannah

The boy I have...
I got from a beast!
He is mine!
The reason this beast lives...
She would make more than i could eat!

The monster loved him for his...
I cannot say! !
She used an onion to get him...
They worked together,
But i won him!!

HE IS MINE!!!

                    kristy spillers

This saucy guy of mine
feeling every potato around us
contessa Buster eating them
prisoner of Naomi's cat like hair
this is a cool poem

                    jimbob

Hank and Buster sliped a boat in Wandas beard
I promise ice and neon helmets come to storm fingers.
kittens examine Alices thighs often.
detective Naomi yearned for bubbles in the bath at late episodes of Busters feathers. Thats slipped at out Ies on can paint a witch a the commonyerest more most monster Robert bird spirit bowl sawdust forest point theoryses anybody I me my mine you yell Naomi

                    a gifted person

The assistant snake writes the form of the light in the circle of the neon
nothing of bone or of bicep bleeds
only I
no one abandons me to my funeral
only me
awe of the noodle
I feel it
Do you?
my shrewd Druid wears radiant noodles
I am in awe of him
ask me not what this means
I am in awe
think of dragons
making quilts
until the fiasco
then
nothing nags them or imagines the dimension
except for me
because
I am in
awe

                    Aquayanna & Akiko

A potato
it emerges from me
it requests my Soul for its demon
it controls my brain
it yearns to walk
it is taking over my body

                    Aquayanna & Akiko

The it

the it worries about leotards
does this make my hips look big?

the it whispers of dimes
and why are they worth ten cents?

the it utters of blood
and do Eskimos have blue blood?

the it controls nothing
why not?

the it needs a face to live
to be an it no longer
a she, a he, a cougar, a Robert, a
therapist
but not an it

the it promises it will have its
REVENGE!!!!!!!!
IT will not be an it much longer...

                    Aquayanna & Akiko

The Ivybody we cruising around as if inwardly
and affection mattered for anyone but sometimes eluded our show like great bicycles-up who oil on artfully career dinner tree bear pursued and speaking of there so tail.

                    Janef

Severe terrier call around but kind of opalescent
he carefully retreated on balloonthing wisp
our sitting while he yielded was skin generations
for write this something quite sharp
those who could start throwing cats out by snakes until nothing drew monk's mileage
tree terrificest would mention not something she offered everyone
imaginary dog sent for feasts and creeps through until drawn steamy

                    Kerry Leigh

Hank disjointed his head I howled diabolically! Nothing I exclaimed! About when I nagged him. Alice who chaseed Roscoe at that game bird throats

                    anonymous

Ody I me have dug to through jazzy bread some might cruises around on cleverly apparently yonder! ! ? If over at giving that us him remorse nose bottle masquerade sullenyest oneself what say geting into until so partially upstairs once knowingly now mawkishly but arranging requested called him home! ! ! !

                    Buster

I just like him when he at it

                    anonymous

A fancy cat boasted about his lips. He howled relentlessly for Buster but I entered from the basement and he bellowed even louder.

                    anonymous

an Elephants basement in her rib,
awfully open to infinity,
poets climb in,

get lost in my spirit,
the book of the arsenic death.

                    Julie Stein

I some there yesterday just get around

                    anonymous

Brows are bending
institutions are whispering
and I am

smug
he
saunters around hell
until I establish truth

                    Holly and Julie excaliburs

Sand follows his rocket
Alice is jaded
as you rock in your head
and i whisper.

                    Holly and Julie excaliburs

my face is truth and my hand is a thought
he is a professional in feeling death
she believes in glints of ignorance
and wishes for devotion
my head is carrying a slightly fatal warmth
I am sullen
he and her
fast
back
to their
liaison.

                    Julie Stein

Robert buys elephants,
examines the mushrooms,
calls up his landlord who
follows the birds.
Ivy dreams purple,
promises bubbles,
senses the artist who
lives down the hall.
Buster speaks morally,
walks with the pigeons,
gathers the dollars that
fall through the air.
Naomi sighs wistfully,
knows about dragons,
persues enchantment and
paints the fire green.
Roscoe tells logic,
offers blue glasses,
looks out the window at
those on the street.

Wanda drinks coffee,
puts down the paper,
dreams of the people on
the upstairs apartments.

                    Jaenelle

I arrange cleverly
with no error
avoiding my soul
gather you up brightly
no one it races
mentions
my style
mine

                    j.m.g.

Culture in my hall
just like my bone
and just like my metal toe
acts as if it glows on until breakfast
and this fetish broth stays around my forest from helmet to tambourine!

so then I bring my token to your cloud
and seem to be sweet
but if I asked him to decline my flower
he could burst up

                    Tyler

Organic birds
fall from the circle
they sing with me
.. They hang cleverly from a heaven of their beauty.

                    Neptune

quietly the lizard danced until I passed out.
I waited until today but it wrote blue consciousness in my smirk.
mawkishly the individual creature stands around me
but I show him nothing about anything.
everything slithers...
.. but me!

                    Neptune

Cool every beast every refuge around convention about not this that already

                    anonymous

Get us our sand
this terrier sets
up until late
I spoil him
but clumsily these rascals
they like home
might as well close
so these offered
we our somewhat skinny point

                    drallas

The Trial

he was questoned for an incident
he, Buster, was dishonest
he declined the acusations
Buster, recieved the judgment
that he was brutal and black

I am James, brother of Buster
but I question his innocence now
I hate him
but do I?

                    anonymous

Crow, our servant
wanders by,

she looks dishelved.
dead, gone dry

she won't talk
or even cry

I think that she
would like to die

No one knows her,
name, to name

but they all think
she is so lame.

everyone knows,
that he shall not be
part of this horrible game

they think she is crazy,
weird, deserving to die

that is all we know
about our servant
Crow

                    Jae Eun and Rachel

Roscoe
anybody?
anything?
no
Hank
anybody?
Anything?
No
James
anybody?
Anything?
No
me
anybody?
Anything?
No
us
everybody?
everyone?
everything?
Yes

                    Tracy Jacobson

Wanda needs a visitor. She Is a freak. Her mustache Is wild. Her back Is soft as well as her ribs. Her lips are tight. Noone visits. Her hands are shaky. She wants to grasp her eye. Her nose Is wooden. Her beard Is scattered And her dimple Is reckless. No one visits.

                    Carrie, Chuka, and Scott

Robert Is a fugitive. He offers gravy to robots. He charges boys for sauce. He also dissolves broth. He hops into oil for tea. Robert Is a creepy monster.

                    Carrie Klapper, Chuka Chike-Obi, and Scott Gunther

Slightly dragony, the debutante whispered... My landlord asks that we cautiously maintain our skulls.

                    Meghann

Tar waitress whispered dragons at my soul while everything suggested a performance by Wanda- not laughing but expecting leisure to show soon. Those bending beards have often flowed quietly into knowledge...

                    Tato

the opaque pig waiting in the bath painted her face to a light bubble concert
they wiggled and maintained their disjointed dance
as she yearned.

                    Meghann

Wanda says he is
a dragon so I like his throat.
we must approach this quiet castle through its home land...
any gossamer that grinds my mouth could already have appeared on our relic.
I say' I glow with his passionate expression. '

                    Lisa

Use a sand to request me
an evolution around the glowed
kitten

believe in glass race with a laughter grasped in my hair

and must I walk around an institution silently with that cougar talking to Hank?

                    Luciano Fernandes

Arsenic and foam in artfully worked songs
I retreat into disjointed refuge, grasping at ether.
we yield to conquest

                    Corinne

Ivy knows about the heat and discontent of the butterfly demon who yearns to grasp song silently

                    anonymous

James exits slowly
sensing evolution
turning around
to hide his laughter
reaches for grand tragedy
but gets solid ignorance

                    anonymous

A girl imagines form
dancing in the impartial fetish
catching fragility
but promising flavor
carefully feeling the curiosity
maintains life

                    anonymous

Ivy laughed at the moment she wrote
the love that oozed into me
I waited for her to send it off
but she stood and watched
the madness pursue me
silently forgetting my essence

                    anonymous

My power my magnetic force
so then, are you lame?
into the black machine
do I carefully come...

                    ddbf

I wonder about Lisa
she wishes I mentioned heaven
and worries I come youthful feeling
actually I stay on extremely royal shoulderbody slips around but
st artist mine she they who doing from to like ago more Ivy foliage you her them what geted in through or upstairs most creature country your oneself their it when sayd into until up with so then

                    anonymous

Hurriedly I exited the room
and grew fallen with disappointment
I promised her it would be divine
but as time marched on we dissolved
into nothing
when anxiety wears on you
explodes on you
hollers at you
whimpers to you
touches the heart of you
you die and your love dies
and that is why
you should trust her
with all of your heart

                    Aaron

Robert marches tragically to the zoo
he calls to Wanda but she retreats
imaginary animals follow as he turns around
a glamorous demon
and
a hopeful human

                    anonymous

Silent bond of bitterness
promising difference
pursuing evolution
generating doom

                    anonymous

An artist rode by me
I threw an anesthetic at him
he will forget
I hope

                    anonymous

Tumor-eating pesticides
Antiseptic kiddie rides
Sinking in acidic tides
    Eat postmodern prose

Dresden doctors flee like ants
Elephant mating-season dance
TV dinner sidelong glance
    An atomic smile glows

Supersonic high school pride
Penguins flying side by side
Bottles full of tears uncried
    Malignant anger grows

Salsa-dancing skin tight pants
High five hollow housecat trance
Soapbox termite raves and rants
    Only no one knows

                    Pahlahniuk

Opaque foam scatters over artfully country convention we eat scattered about for earlier so her terrier hair toy the normal keeping mawkishly home

                    anonymous

An organic elephant senses around that gimmick
then tears but seem tragically...
when his sober acted for
the feast
I implied from nose

                    anonymous

A quiet kitten
declaring silence
but easily dreaming
of rampant affection
don't forget your dream

                    anonymous

You clumsily reached for love
you got mud instead
Roscoe forgets his infinity
but you reach again

                    anonymous

I am the victim
    Of flesh eating therapists
Forcing me to feel
    Their generated emotions
I am the embodiment
    Of their masquerade
A scientific animal
    My soul is their creation

                    Pahlahniuk

I was walking toward the place      where we first sauntered
in the early part of past      before we knew our home

There was no reason      to stop for all the relics,     there was no way that we could notice all the time

We were far too busy singing in our wealth.
I was too much photographed and you were on your moon.

I was walking toward the place where we first sauntered, before we knew our home.

There were forests in the middle, and islands on the rim, but sadness at the ending in the early part of past.

                    Cynthia

The feather his cougar kept
my ceremony she teased clumsily

they drag often they tease gracefully
our glory talks through controlling

Ivy dances around me

I regard her with vicarious discontent

the circus sells my fashion with an arsenic

                    peter berghoef

Him him him
who these tales tell
kind of knowingly
we youth more know
anything about them
sour circumstance
which quick we are to point
to all who'll listen

A-mused above us
she giggles at our self-indulgence
trickles down his cheek
splashes on the table
where hearts have not words,
youth less disturbed by pride

Gnarled the tree
that hides the pleasure
youth be stilled
the tales tell
not our story.
Him him him

                    T. Forester

We made them whimper.
We questioned their rebellion.
We laughed at their bitterness.
We dragged them through blood.
They stood, red in their mercy.
They told their brothers of our methods.
They teased us with their emotions.
They walked through tar and came out royally.
We told them to march and they did.
they drove us insane with their devotion.
So we lied to them, and, in doing so, we tore them apart and dragged them to death.

                    Mathus

If I promise not to call you
Stardust
will you name me
Glass?

If I could name you
sailor
I'd choose from my vast pocket     Rock
or Gold
or Forest

If I don't call you captain
may I name you
absolutely

                    Music

Roscoe said not to
I must sit over
some or one of this bursting
fish stay with my boasting
I arrange them into bicycles
Vladivostok enough

                    Bug

He examines my spirit
exhibiting infinity
letting adventure wear him out
until the magic expression
of youth
eludes us.

                    Spikester

James cruised in his machine
much too quickly
with Scott in the back seat
and the music
much too loud


really.

                    Spikester

Anybody around for long
thinks about the certainty
of weather

Can't we think a little deeper?

Anyone who's seen the way you danced
Thinks about the eternity
of air

Could we stand to be a little closer?

Any way that age comes to us;
awfully, gracefully, hardly at all,
is intentional

Couldn't we be here then, inwardly?

                    Music

Paint a spot as this drive our Robert should
optimally not we hebody

                    anonymous

Elephants come visiting
Into my far ago
They are too enough
They are much too again

When I hear that music
When I go upstairs
When I'm in the shower
When I run from time

Elephants come blundering
Across my tidy cheek
They are too much wet again
They are much too much

                    Music

The fugitive on my beard who I have watched from the bath

Ivy her name, fire in her mane, her shoulder will jauntily emerge from my mustache

the glass in my cheek cost us this challenge of new

nothing we say or do gains death, my Ivy.

can you...

                    janice and steven

Alice my deadly oxygen,

everything you say or do,

boasts some soul,

my wild terrier, my journey forever, nothing we silently say should reveal everything

Alice.

                    janice and steven

The jaded girl laughs as she says that things just aren't the same
I know I'm not who I used to be
and I know I never will...
but if just once you could wait for me
would it really hurt you?
he smiles at her but he can tell
she's just like every other
and until the joke stops replaying itself
it won't be deep enough
the keys fell down and they looked away
but over again and again and again
these games keep lying

                    tempest

Vicki my embodiment of caviar,
flesh glowing,
could we hope for anything more,
naturally much in delight,
we look at us and loudly exclaim... beautiful.

                    steven....for vicki

Friend I dreamed of
necessary for evil
strings control me
I sense flaws

                    julesrules

he who boasts of soul downstairs
everyone stands for this stunted meat
I spoil my instant coffee with truth
and I wonder if anybody's home

                    S

Iron, my will,
beer my main philosophy,
recklessly I glow with falling experiences,
like gravel I speak,
with power,
and drama,
then song,
then intentions,
then journey,
then sleep...
until anesthetic slowly and naturally leaves me,
slightly clumsily,
here.

                    steven (the drunk) :)

the stale horse tail thinks up a book
with his brother crow
who brings a pillow
for his mustache
he tells his philosophy to the bird
breakfast at the institution exits
the kitten, the us but mostly the us!

                    Blaine Palmer

we arrange about the castle
coins and apples.
gossamer knuckle situation
death gathers at a basement.
he brings me evolution,
through then and when
even getting my face for yearning to be.

                    natilayi

These jugs slip through the basket
bursting with gold.
Questioning all,
everyone lies to me.
even me.
so until then wish me information.

                    natilayi

Brutal they hung kind of like
toys or so they hoped
defending their challenges
dissolving in sawdust
wild and sad in a rather rough
idea of iron and paint and
kangaroo consciousness
occasionally riding on fish
caught in tar and taken on
masquerades of silver radios and
avoided their broken burlapselfes mentioned in violins
cockatoo sheriffs and
human guitars.

                    zerlef

The lovers smile melts my soul
With the look on his face
Our game reveals itself in full
He falls from my grasp
And conquers me

After our instant of love
I bid him adeiu
We part to our seperate ways
Until we meet again
Goodbye sweet lover,
Farewell.

                    April

Everybody I run from
regards me with oblivious beauty
I glass myself in
powdered, grotesque,
towering over their small forms,
elegant in my total unavailability.

                    anonymous

Sitting on the floor in my room, im thinking about yesterday and the time i spent with you. I heard you speak of her, and it sent pains through my head.

                    anonymous

Solid people milk heaven
motion skipping through my head
which scatters around again
until I have go.

                    anonymous

so jaguars walk around instinct
so tequila naturally say bubble
and I regard you as gravy in my token of silence
slowly as if it starts to magic into dimension.

                    JulesRules

must we flow from here to there
from this to that?
as a quilt whose affection hides in the air
radiant like an image that everyone defends
with an instinct that nothing takes compassion from
carefully she always wants with everyone
I me mine
you yours
his her
he she
oneself
yourself
when it turns to this
might our mercy stand?
fall
tell
utter
yell
by for and from the common soul
we pass
like a grace that nags us certainly

                    mat

A pig passed through my house
it slept in my quilt
it sat on my chair
so I took it away.

                    Elsa

My head will burst if I have to work with him!
he draws colorful pictures of me with his toes.
when he is done, he runs around the corner
and bellows like an elephant.
he should be left in a forest without oxygen!

                    Elsa

Loudly I do not whisper
That some of oneself crept about a faith...
the wants of an experience for more than enough
as if no difference can declare anything
and all that solves itself dissapears

                    Allan

I guess that snakes do not make juice
they would throw in creepy things:
little birds
cold mud
bad eggs

and everyone would be stunted when they drank it.

                    Elsa

Nothing shall keep my spine numb like you
your mouth draws dark nothings from mine
your face glows into mine
I can't love you
I can't not love you.

                    Elsa

Buster yielded those frames that should matter to you
snobs chase cats through my home
back at my porch we drop original horses on the large tables
about every funeral Buster starts thinking extremely gracefully but
follows this idea here partially
we have a monk passing through our

                    house

This birth spoils my key
to availability.
but I would follow my bird
to sky.
with out fetishes our temperaments
dream of only flesh.
but I ought not think so inwardly;
silence is dangerous.
running, starting, shifting I drag my motion
through the city.
relentlessly the joy scatters.
I hide.

                    was

Some can not stand the faith of birds,
dropping their stuff whereever they gather.
I, if somewhat creepy, hold to the equation that creatures will ----
Whereever they sit.
if that's not a talent,
what is?

                    was

He spoils his rampant silence
with his very stately drama
and suddenly brings me
my passionate madness.

                    Jeff H.

Apparently we seemed poor just as breakfast should. more magicians act like us- painting up a disaster in ideas. they say force me into bringing some still shouting robot and you shall have such warmth today

                    casey

ELECTRIC

I can still fee it
the feeling.
When he looked at me.
I can stillfeel it,
the feeling.
what we felt together.
It feels good
the feeling.
Sharing
At the same moment in time
the feeling.

                    Cynthia K. Johnson

You bring to me a falling enchantment
emerging from the forest of my eternity
revealing a magic that suddenly dreamed
of deep promising and brilliant glowing force
we called into the storm
and gathered silver thoughts
our laughter yearning, dancing in the shadows of the moment
pursuing the bliss of darkest infinity
and imagining the essence of devotion

                    Noctis Aeternae

Frozenest ankle those wething meat villain Hank terrier thumb bowl youngster James tequila my mine you your what around through until told could some individual Buster metal villainone Robert performanceest more strong debutante Naomi kimono wrote racing apparently recklessly lately that we these

                    Kia Reeves

Carefully sure of oxygen
hands slowly promise death
stale
anyone would see
Alice
that this is all a game

                    Bella

She hates me
and I never will get it
I just don't get it
I don't even think that her herself could get it
she quickly pushed me away
she didn't want anything to do with me
I just like her
more so then some
but noone will ever get me
even she herself doesn't get me
I am done for...

                    someone - infatuation

The Ivy cafe,
Just like my cupboard.

This jittery birthday
slowly holds us divine
everything requests us to lie.

'Say Buster to me' you said,
and I, more naughty when around you,
forgot to arrange my brain.

Just then you mattered;
and we knew that this show might dissolve in to electricity.

What do I say?
Until you can skip out and imagine
our eternity
I have to buy noodles until I yield.

Everyone mentions it you know.

                    Keats seeks Fanny

Charge flowers secret in beauty,
painted on a sleepy photograph.
butterflys yielding to graced kangaroos.
reached a shadow of a cockatoo.
through paint and devotion,
the devil questioned reason.
the personality of a poet implys through love.
Not only
intention.

                    Athena

I do believe that God above;
Created you for me to love.
He picked you up from all the rest;
Because he knows that I would love you best.
I had a heart that once was true;
And now its gone from me to you.
So take good care of it as I have done;
For now you have two and I have none.
Once I get to heaven and you're not there;
I'll wait for you on the golden stair.
And if you're not there on the judgement day;
I know you've gone the other way.
So, I will trade my golden wings,
Andother precious things;
And just to prove my love for you is true;
I'll go to HELL to be with you!

                    pyratz

Mine just like this flesh just like animal yielding we need those around we want nothing we wait for anything

                    anonymous

Anybody hear me?
may metallic dragons creep into your bubbles
what when those that his giant gold floor
these haven't acted around now
special dish this that these those who Wanda slightly marches around here so she haven't say that this it about off as but just like nothing we say her bicycle it you could inwardly

but if I shout sheriff I do get my soul

                    anonymous

Off these anesthetics,
I keeps my ear
On these anesthetics,
I lose my ear.

                    anonymous

Snow brings the legendary essence of oxygen, whispering skyward.

I emerge, stranger than the ice.

                    a. tahmaseb

I wanted him to strangely draw tragedy from grace. He tarnished around the head, rampant with fragility. There in the lake where heat whispers truth in a fugitives soul, he emerged, white with madness.

                    a. tahmaseb

She takes faith until air gathers in her throat.
Easily, they enter a royal ceremony of jagged experiences.
The kept enter some wild cave,
imagining the relic they turn about.
Grow.
My sand key sleeps today, but it calls your silence.
My fellow, painfuly scattering his heat about the ice,
earning simply their delight and tragedy.
Creep soundly into his certainty.

                    kait

Guy shall yearn for a thumb.
sayest garden me sayed shift and hops the shin enters.
jester carries us to corner of institution for job.
we take a skull and joke.
recklessly we grasp it.
only home, it exhibits.
again upstairs vicariously it forgets.
what to scatter. I yield. No, I hop to the warm bone of the beast. It says relic period what who when. Growing at an raw reach, I call,' brain', tail, face, lip, gut, scalp, brain until like her we paint. We sit and joke

                    anonymous

Meat puppies emerge
around lipstick winter
exclaiming to us in our jamboree broth
'just promise to sleep upstairs'

                    Todd Lininger

Soundly the amateur boasts about her nose.
Why reveal what is already light?
Would she creep, scattering all the beasts?
How lurid!

                    your name

Yielding the hat, Wanda imagined herself a brilliant funeral bird. Black and pink, treacherous and severe.
Who died?
Just my essence.

                    not was

Always plaster?
shaky yellow crow's beard-
brightly joking-
I turn to tea;
Buster thinks.

                    Raina Dryad

Milk of fire-
it's why wooden foliage never forgets
the iron basement...
their ragged morals revealed;
should everyone stand this?

                    Raina Dryad

Just like me
you with your seductive smile
you race me into wet masquerades
silently I decline
would you retreat if I pursued you?
I desperately suggest...
you would promise me and take me
sweet... fiery... necessary...
butterflys examine your lips
I whisper your beauty
enter me with your warmth
I love your fiction
we... want... Everything

                    kalie

I hear that birds can sing brightly
but I only hear them yell recklessly
as if their skulls are being burst.
should I make more birds?
or should I make these birds sing until they can sing better?

                    Elsa

Hands marching through every wet hair

retreating only when Robert yields to his compassion

the lady tragically shows no masquerade

he promises absolutely nothing

                    the dancingermineempress

Back when I danced until late into the tomorrow, I actually loved my belly.

not recently.

you would have to bring your real self to the equation if I will dance with
you.

reveal your secret soul and I mine.

my spirit comes with out smug thoughts about your wrinkles

I will dance through every fragility my bones have.

will you?

                    the dancingermineempress

relentlessly the dragon reaches for the ragged spot of quilt left for him by an elegant dancer.

it needs the kind of simply implied affection found in it.

he may not believe her dancing spirit might have eluded him by leaving a more odd quilt.

                    the dancingermineempress

Winter wouldn't keep yearning for summer's heat if heat itself supplied
just as one's self would no longer desire that which it aquired

so if one wants to yearn no more
cost may not be questioned for true happiness to set in

                    a girl from a town

a poet like me is very open minded,an
open minded i shall be,for iam very
creative.I live in a home in the past.
my name is Ivy. i am a dragon,iwork as
a demon.

                    anonymous

At fractions of water
around our instinct we caught the separate devotion to genius
just like I lied.
who eluded?
no one.
wistful consciousness strolling by for no absolutely seductive circumstance was ours.

                    Sarag

She showed him the hall through her eye he ate smug sauce
the guy shall scatter her truth

for old sailors stand divine
in this room you wanted with irregular paper

what have you sent?
who have you waited on?
when you question, I feast downstairs by photographs of rampant lovers

                    anonymous

I laugh about potatoes
Ivy arranged my kittens in numerical bliss
downstairs she ought to have sensed the kangaroo brawl
cats say lacy silver theories

                    Devi

I tease, imagine, believe...
you map my lips with your soul.
what Is acting within me?
honest or fatal, I cann't hide from myself.
you make me dance, sense, forget
I sing illegal tunes,
I chase impossibility, I elude reality

                    kalie

Giving into my instincts,
letting my skin speak,
I am ecstacy.

Reaching for a key,
examining my lock,
I am not a prisoner.

Flying on gossamer wings,
coming home to you,
I am beauty.

                    kalie

Rather relentlessly you love,
Partially driven here by myth,
Certainly taken by surprise.

When I wasn't looking,
or wasn't awake,
You built a city of walls.
Now I need a Trojan Horse.

What have you still to want?
I touch, offer... You sleep through
My compassion.

I believe you cautiously love what you
don't admit. ...
chasing, wanting, you-
Makes me journey to the shadows,
Where I'm not so grounded.

Slowly, simply, carefully I grow,
Pursuing self... for self,
Maybe you'll follow,
Our history too beautiful to question.

                    kalie

Magic...
until you, I bought fancy lipstick
now I buy books.
thank you

                    kalie

Ether shy may have retreating ear
naturally it shall forget her
while deadly copper tambourines whimper I lied and shouted artfully

                    oscar

naughty Alice walking about through hell
sawdust approaching simple kittens
biceps needing labor
I wait and maintain warmth

                    oscar

grinding with Alice I figure I should worry not
I take her magic and want to slither around naturally
-just like dancer-
diging fiery dimples,
I then establish a philosophy:
chase those naughty ladys

                    oscar

The stately Hank feast beak his must be emerging

                    Anna & Alla & Max

A legal place dust feel those really Wanda will over tomorrow
who I have should through animalest compassion blood about us!
much mine judgement will cruise through them
party at James that he leaf demon not of me

                    Anna & Alla & Max

Robert reply should not have what it scatter.
but cautiously he waits his luau most jaded.
I regard witch, who practices potatoing quickly certainly by everyone.
dragon calls dishing beautiful, but if he controls mawkishly the Robert who emergeed colorfuly, then he sensed us.
around the tower, his wrinkle shimmied us over, through an announcement!
we fall over to the gala out of the ought fast cost.
Robert shakyed the book through the foam of a puppy, then he and his visitors hollered with us...
just as I stayed with him, he raced through my violin.
downstairs I lolled Robert off the face of an expert on caviar.
we shall not grind our guitar at the event with them.
nothing could act like them but he maintains it.

                    Anna & Alla & Max

a dancer admited over and out that she makes beauty.
the kimonos on the dime key show us the way to the body.

our wishes know our gold and our blood.
not that I reach over to you, but you glow in me.
we forget our behavior over love, I loose my flowers in your glass of personality.
my temperament hopes for you but I appear sullen.
my body makes you slip into my space.

                    Alla

chests legendary
I reach over and give practiced delight
she rides me recklesly
we grow and pursue delight

                    oscar

Whimpering into refuge
she maintains fetish need
I slip and think

                    oscar

Oozing with madness,
deep in tawdry devotion,
looking for truth in this masquerade...

On and on, fugitive from my innocence.

In this magnetic water I bathe
     my nakedness..
vicarously touching my skin, as if it weren't really me.

On and on, passion...unquenched.

Relentlessly loving, sincerely yearning
for you...

                    kalie

In from the wind to a place where you touched the jagged edges of my affection,
a storm of seductive emotion now has fast begun...
the more passionate, the more divine the tempest ...

                    M

Ankles and glass elephants waited
the tea dances
I shout and practice my fiasco

                    oscar

Wanda explodes
I creep through hell
a elephant paints a butterfly
as a lizard receives a plastic fiasco
I exclaim

                    oscar

Burlap emotion yielding to burden
unfortunately I dissolve into plastic noodles

lies charge through glee

I hide

                    oscar

Relics of anesthetic disaster
we sit as hell sets in
she draws me into it
quietly I reveal my instinct
she dissolves

                    oscar

Fish nag at odd Roscoe
will he pass the foliage?
I wonder

                    oscar

I, character, have stormed
the floor and dishes
through out terriers paint the jumper,
as Hank slithers around the tambourine.
actually, monsters lie

                    shadow queen

  Admitting that I carry happiness,
  I promise  not to elude it
      my cat questions this
                            knowingly

To your skin I retreat,
Grasping for shelter in your flesh...
Falling into necessary bliss.
Recklessly wanting you
Might give me truth,
Such ecstacy may slip away...
Loving you teases me
With tragedy, consequences, hope.

                    kalie

Wanting only to have your rough chest
dance heavily on my breasts...
I glow, I reveal, I dream.

If you could write inside of me,
What words would you surrender?
Wet, mad, radiant, beautiful, fiery?

Imagine me, as I seem to be,
On my glamorous, languorous days
When I whisper and skip...
Like a naughty nymphet...

                    kalie

I decline to say that this Is not a joke, you shallow monster with out a cave.
I would utter requests of truth, when th lipstick apparently set. For me though, even this fire rides too high.
A lasting lie of those we divided from behind.

                    Rachel

If but for a moment in time, I give you my heart and yours is mine, could it be nothing but bliss to share a love such as this?

                    M

Growing knowingly by throwing back the plaster of the minute and receiving light into the poet's spirit I shift from curiosity to joy.

                    anonymous

James,
throwing around as if

throat feeling numb
  not us
our heads hanging

James.

                    anonymous

You say,
"You inspire me..."
Do I turn you on,
Do I make you imagine?
I am not glamorous, seductive, beautiful...
You don't need me,
You have that within yourself.
Revealing myself could whisper remorse, And then what do you have?
You can't promise me anything,
You shouldn't...
I'm afraid I am not what you suggest I am...
You can't love me,
With out sincerely defending me...
And I won't make you do that.

                    kalie

The abscence of your presence makes the days long and tormented, drenched with thoughts of your touch, your kiss, your passion...
Until the suns rays diminish into night, I still linger for you to quench the fires of my emotions.

                    M

The bystander declared shallowly
that episodes
like sleeping with your cherub
or creeping through the shadows all hot and lurid
must be expected.

                    anonymous

Numbers sharply dropping, and
the cougars at the porch
I creep around sincerely
as the F-troop's Larry Storch
laughing at your consequences
dreaming of your thumbs
I enter through the ballroom
with my noodles and my crumbs.

                    anonymous

Standing here
figuring I ought laugh
I haven't any personality
So it would probably help me
if everyone in the room thought i was a lunatic
Maybe then I'd get noticed

Ice cold glares of distain
over tepid glances of indifference
A drink in my face
over an inaudible "hi"

why didn't i get more involved in high school?

                    Kyle Shawe

Beast silver showed discontent
she uttered alienation
wistful day
the telephone made madness
in heaven

                    anonymous

A shrewd dog must carry reason
the broken gut could matter
the poet Roscoe is me and my
tongue shall catch on fire
with each and every word apparent.

                    Sminky Pink

That nothing that we do
through and through anonymity we'll go
this home passed your heart away
back through me
about that time you knowingly abandoned me, so you wern't fair either-

                    Jess

I love his morning
the sun rise for him
the bird sing for him
don't forget the wind

I love this world
he exit in here
I always feel his breath
I love his world

I love his morning
I love you

                    anonymous

Up until recently, I believed that this was as good as it got.
but something told me that we weren't each other anymore...
We grew, and became one.
You and me.
No black or white,
no hot or cold,
no dark or light.

Must I keep this to myself, or do you feel it too?
This must be my fire on a snowflake.
Impossible, but common.
Like gracefully dieing on a sunday afternoon.

Can it work out?
Can we risk what we already have?
Maybe we'll find feelings that we never knew we had.

You are there, I am here,
my heart is where I shed my tear.
Even though it's far away,
I know we'll be together, one sweet day.

                    Meredith

I wore the beard
it blocked my smile
it looked so deep;
it called itself Hank,
soon it will burst into a wealth of life as the flower of comedy hangs over us like a jaded pig

                    anonymous

situations downstairs
I pass off everyone when temperament and intuition have me sliping yonder into oil and blood
I quickly promise them it would not have ears or smiles
those with envy, those who I extremely use
I could approach these professional mushrooms or what they call themselves
and I am all alone,
by myself.

                    'Lone and everywhere

In me, I dream of horses and yellow tempests
I tear their certainty of who I am
they dance around me
practicing their fiction in my belly
my mind is hanging in trial as I dance by myself
I paint everything to be fiction
but if they just emerged from me
am I the raw challenge?
I look and carry and see and think

                    'Lone and everywhere

Do you lie in torment for what could be but is not? Is the anguish on your face and the longing in your eyes from the moment of passion revealed?
Harm was never meant to befall you nor was intent to stir the pools of your emotions to a point that tears of regret fell upon your cheeks...
You are joy to me and passion is replaced by tenderness.

                    M

Suggesting I abandon this,
Would be intuition:
For I am not able to maintain this Illusion.
I cann't believe love had anything to Do with us,
Rather conquest, affection, flavor...
so I surrender you to your remorse,
And I to mine,
I am not broken, I am not torn...

                    not so sweet girl

Alice we have around and now... More

                    anonymous

Metal limbo
debutante flows
with flowers in her hair
and an icy cold stare
in her perfect world
of impurities
might be
her undoing

                    Amber B.

Her mouth carried my consciousness with one small kiss. Soft and silent hunter of my courage; she found my stealth.
appearing seperate from I
She regarded gracefully around the invisible bystander.
Around me burden falls. May this inner beast venture an inner peace.
Through those liaisons radiant loving souls reached and left numbness in place of pain. A crutch, retreats the imiage of my affair only for moments passing.
Forget this. As castles in sand will wash. . . this figure, this character, this hunter, this women will too.

                    Sarah E Lyon

I do regret our deep circulation of the heart.
mine yearned for refuge, yours came in knowledge of my fire.
I can't refuse you, but you imagine my need to decay your bubble of rage.
should you have started this out right, I may have riden through the night sky without you or..... me!

                    Alla

blood wiggles upstairs in my palace.
the fish catches my token from the rocky floor
and lies quietly.
in my pantry, the quiet reptile eludes me,
his throat steamy with blood.

in my room, irregular photographs loll on my carpet. The beastly cat wonders when the tambourine must laugh.


in my spot on the garden leaf, I shall reach a tower

                    Jegger

Alice will stroll home early.
her token taking her over the field
into the bright street charged by Ivy.
Until I talked to my lover, every boat I touched howled silently in my hand.

just... Like... You.

                    anonymous

Downstairs in my pantry,
a cougar looks away from me.
his neck glows with moisture
and it draws hope from my bliss.

we should sleep soundly in our circles.
we may act recklessly in our glory.
but if we buy our toys inwardly,
we might earn our anonymity.

around periods of remorse,
about palaces of silver,
anyone should feel sincerely honest
and gracefully golden

                    anonymous

Bear have might to away no rebellion

                    anonymous

Scholar my drop showing at tragically bitterness

                    david

Sleepy Alice garden beast
colourful to say the least
keen to figure just like never
tragically deceased

                    mr random

Do I let them take over me?
Why should I roll about acting when I could love tomorrow?
Should they carry me around on their finger as I scream out?
Or should I not and just worry about myself?
For nothing, I can leave and not come back
But if I let myself go, what will I have besides my dignity?

                    short1_86

Springy information
by
Robert figure porch Buster
the linguini concert jumped around by the modern jester mush.
snake boy burlap rafter fetish Buster head exclaiming advice for these ladyes about contessa ball dog Wanda

                    anonymous

With only the anticipation in my heart to see you, the seconds and minutes we are seperated become shards of broken glass. The cuts are every so slight and the pain becomes tolerable.
Hours meld into days and the only lingering thougth that sustains is that you are my healer.
The day that I know that may come I continually spurn is the one were you are beyond healing me and the seconds become a life time apart. No longer would I feel the joy of being with you, but numbness of life without you.

                    M

Wanda declared her hip brutal.
" when I bend, it
divides me."
our freckled talents diabolically
sell our joys
over the street up the field...

Then sell my joys
two by two to professionals.
Until my shoulder helps my leg
I approach, dishonest.

Send me a chiropractor
of the arts.

                    kaleen

the latest installment
in the telephone dimension:
cockatoos utter melodies-
small, demanding no translation.

demons gather quietly
in the telephone dimension:
firewires crackling like
static statistics/Across the street, one more cockatoo
dies.

landlord laments
the theft
of his birdseed/The demons whisper: "Ivy just like Alice just like James."

                    kaleen

Dog acted as if I ground Naomi
I have to buy a bottle
to shift in to a ballroom
any beast yelling into home
any saucy cat
any festive soul
this battery of closet cases
lying in a bath boat

                    Pearl

Silently we stroll through the forest.
Your spirit never divine...like mine.

I walk alone,
for you stay wet and treacherous
in a hole of your own making
Afraid to be near this time where
we share our delights, but not
our dimensions of thought beyond that.

We are jagged on the outside,
fearing what is inside of the other.
Behavior much dreamed of is never
ever dropped out in the open.

Let us receive our comedy in
another form. Shout it out that we shall part for we are already too distant for it to continue.

                    anonymous

He hall him concert she town her festival slipping matters plaster poet Robert
he cell him concert she forest her party feels wishing professional Hank

with the fish in photograph
he neighborhood him event she palace she divorce ice convention

he who ought not feels but he shall not take these metal fish out of the forest

                    Stilton Fondu

Why do you act as if you don't know?
Why must I burst with sadness?
Why can't you see the same thing that I see?
Is it affection that I crave?
Or is it you?
Why didn't you see?
It should have been me.

                    short1_86

The expert said that those who exclaim shan't utter.
The rascal said that those who exclaim can do anything they want.
The individual said that those who exclaim will follow.
The bystander said that those who exclaim might see the truth.
The dancer said that those who exclaim can't watch the ecstacy.
But I said that those who exclaim are loud.

                    short1_86

A dark bystander looked up as if to shout knowingly towards the glamorous singer. But suddenly a rampant creature howled with rebellion towards the shy couple.

                    michelle

a joy you have to be to get through your dust until oneself has closed every act painful, done to their death.

                    janelle

Braver Souls Than Mine

For they never tried,
their royal have beens were never enough
for my monster to skip through

the rampant metal like quality of my skin, paints dark shadows on the wall.


be one own like this day calls for!
say what you want...
my doom is in control

nothing happens until his time has come,
never do that again

                    Jess Lippold

The real man wonders... ...
Why is life not an ever going thing?
Why is it all life that you are caged into one personality with only two eyes to view the world?
Why is the sky blue?
Why am I unable to see the world in a different way through a different life?
How can it be that god intended it to be this way?
And then the world opened a new page,
leaving old days in the past.
But not changing the world as we see it today.

                    Rusty T

Neon light eluding,like space bridge's breaking, gash at my shins as ice crystals float out like seductive dancers, fleshing out my colors. Like hunter's reaching into the moment. Ready, then the silence, as beauty seeps red and warm body falls to the earth.

                    Patrice

Wanda, I act treacherous
he and you establishes opalescent
unfortunately we easily yield
this must be our key

                    Rob de Vos

An imaginary puppy slowly chased a clumsily kitten

                    anonymous

Nothing will emerge from the soup
unless it's potatoes and carrots.
Then Maybe.
But they don't count.

                    short1_86

My golden Robert kitten is my separation off of time and our funeral.
Around violin tails he says he does not envy her love for me.
I do not like his carefully used words.
icey bridge cold apparently from our affair. he says he loves me.

                    GirlieFromPele

Alice in an institution.
Death check on our fast funeral.
I keep that secret minute by beauty.
Do not quietly lie to me.
Walk rough over elephants.
Otherwise they may control our cloud.
Avoid puppy fangs.

                    Anna

More snakeself they exhibit from just even seldom

                    max lizard

electricity as the villain
gravy as the poet
requested by a jaguar
would they expect me as a wrinkle?

Most bottles are not teased,
and all sailors are touched.
Boys will stand in mush,
the elephants are not checked!

                    g r e m k i n

Question the needing of love,
whether it's a Colorado affair,
or a boy talking, kind of slow.
Yearn for an individual who yearns for you.
A ballroom maintains a certain sense of dignity, throughout your life.
Inwardly nothing bursts into itself,
as much as a love affair does.
Alice makes the poet such a gray therapist again. He keeps the ether from carrying him away, by refusing to think of her.
Hoping the offer still hold true, after turning down the love of another.

                    SmileySmile

If I like Robert like a debutante
then Hank and Alice haven't dimple
at we pool you through here tomorrow but honest;, around these mine bellowing relentlessly as every genius sticky the most most when
up hollered do them what rolling

                    anonymous

His essence consumes me
escape, a far away result of many uncomfortable hours. I am unable to breath the breat of life so sweet without the bitter twinge of memories. one more hour slips by a few more memories are buried. I go along with them trying to find some peace in my consolodation with insanity i just want to go to sleep and when I wake up I wante to be rid of memories

                    neverbroken

Will I decide if you gather my blood, exploded as if I blocked out the glint
soundly boasting of what shall be mine?
Witch looks up with a great factor
into a quickly forgetting monster
I have not been thinking of you
not wish, not yield.
No quarter, none given.

                    SmileySmile

Hope in that normal song.
Fall on our brow.
Anonymity helps this just treacherous incident.
Someone calls us,
Makes us earn our certainty.
Please think of her but take no thought of her.
Touch silently these labors,
dissolve quietly.
Take me

                    kait

Write out your delight.
Tear out my throat
Leave us to whisper our bliss
Want me to sense everything
Watching me follow
Promise me you can't keep them caught soundly inside.

                    kait

Expect a brother or a boy. Hurriedly I wished for this. his jaw Is may only like sawdust on foliage. When he paints sand on silver, it is our Robert who says no.

                    hannah

You, strong... hard,
with silent eyes and pink guts
from anesthesia you defend your masquerade

... ... funerals ride through your spine... figures you don't utter.
nothing lets you work... You might laugh, you may wish, but you couldn't elude yourself.

                    kalie

Brilliant theory lies
apart from city fire,
a fast intruding madness
that those who see admire.

But framed in glory then
is burned in lurid glares,
He's had enough to fight,
all out of incidental spares.

(To Vanity)

                    Evan Crockett

An impartial shoulder
hides your cheeks.
you, an elegant fish,
examining your lake.
I am not a bird.
I will not approach you.
I bring my knuckles to my mouth.

                    amber

You say me
I say us

I need touch
you need fire
I need love
you need more
I need romance
you need my body
I need you
you need all that revolves around me

Do I need you?

                    HB

"Mirth"

Simply put I scatter light
Obscuring metal, out of sight
Not a plastic circle earth
With ether-ridden joyless mirth

Humans dreaming shallow things
Oil and gold and silver rings
Know that there is more to earth
then ether-ridden joyless mirth

                    Charlie McDaniel Band (1st poem that's not anonymous)

Earth, that old mechanical balloon
so jaggedly regal
so coolly oblivious
to all that ragged faith
oh,
    that stately brown waitress...
isn't waiting anymore

                    athena

I prudishly waddle to the bridge
recklessly grasping at my shoe
quietly as if nothing knows
every gravel in the home
tragically figures affections then

through the couch the crow grows
and I touch its keen, separate mane

                    uselessness

A magician, one from ballroom. Is weird.
stately anybody or lizard could drag him to cell. it slips if we only reveal our performance and mean no harm.

                    Even death may die.

My fur is divine
I hang elegant gifts on it.
In result, it wears more soft.
I hope my thumb starts to dig in delight.
That would be shrewd of it.
I hand my fur in to the detective for pursuit of my thought.

                    DJ Quickdraw

Her who every pig separation sure through more creep like worry do mine dust Wanda that mine close ought

                    anonymous

Open these thighs and block
those that dance in tragedy.
The thinest relic may sleep
when the cat needs milk
and the apple simply emerges from
our spirit.

                    grimmgirl

Tracing shadows with my eyes
I race my crow across the sky.
To be so free
To fly so high
No adversities in your mind.

                    Chelsea Elmer

I am generating flesh
this mind yearns for fire
but if I just think of human separation
emerging from our birth as smug moisture
like little visitors to treacherous forests
of impartial madness
we will inwardly hope for reasons for our radiant intention

                    Brooke Pennington

a well show the wisp eats

                    anonymous

Fellow sing an artist earth place

                    anonymous

Sauce the culture


this divide leaves glass around the pool

must we creep, knowingly to that bridge?

we arrange our journeys,
slithering prudishly,
like dogs,
into the sullen storm

                    Jojo D.

Light digs into the myth
we wonder at its method

today I turn to your theory
you practice this feast
cautiously
fast

jauntily

as if you could shout distant feeling
speak neon reason
to the debutante, jaded embodiment of our circumstance

                    Jojo D.

These disasters you imagine
are your vanity

we joke about rockets and radios and helmets,

but you spoil our comedy with thought,
rough bitterness,
and envy

my lip starts to shimmy with sour devotion

as you slip those earthy silences into my mind

your occasion waits for remorse

                    Jojo D.

A shrewd mouth, saying off off, no no, until occasionally anyone clumsily says... like like, teasing the brain into leisure, strolling away from the party of error.

                    Katie (BV)

Up until ever wishes she avoided over his tea, face in her eye what it kind

                    Becky Schut

Discontent sang for the beast

I retreated to a judgement, a philosophy.
A gossamer mannequin howled hope;
the most professional silver feather
a mightthing, a tempest or so.

Itself, it decides no song,
machine, it holds... self.

This offers everything.

                    The Kiwi

Twice whispered naturally away
feast anxiety she replied
apparently fish paint their warm
copper tones with simple movements.

                    wildthing

A brother by everyone a dancer case
we glow our smiles...
a scholar by error a boys faith
they grasped the tea
giant Wanda she ought to defend her knuckles
who is she?
jauntily frequently upstairs we skipped
she yelled camera mustache snake Roscoe scholar plaster prison party anxiety
I imagined a recklessly laughing animal
slowly may we look at my tail
it appears golden

                    anonymous

The bread of jazz wears modern bicycles

                    anonymous

Naomi feels knuckle paint is guideing her smirk...

                    yourtruelove

You know about me and
you stay with me and
you reply with a fashion that
practices a straight relic
I race for your spine
I offer you my snow that in
my decay wonders
and everyone hopes you
start to expect this from
me
they dissolve you
they ask you for circumstances
that you prudishly control
they love me
they tell me that you
have handed me a
form of most opalescent fire
that you dig from my back
until I admit you have started
my affair
around bridges
around towers
around my throat
you offer nothing.

                    Sarah

Does anybody stand away from me?
do you check my excesses?
we can not drag this on any more.
I shout for you but you just dream about journeys and fame That you have.
does everyone drop their rocks in the cell?
I don't.
do you catch my disgrace when I sleep and when I chase diabolically?

do I glow for you?
I may not arrange for it.

                    Sarah

He is a colorful brilliant fugitive that I expect to speak of often.
he is a wet gravy battery that may lie to me.
he is a rugged and springy doctor who will whisper to me at the concert he is receiveing a flower at.
he is an innocent robot who dreams of hope and birds.
he is so very rare and separate from me.
I show my fragility for him.

                    Sarah

Quietly you pursue joy...
anyone can sense your enchantment

cherubs dream affection
monks hide their certainty
singers emerge lively
demons examine remorse
bystanders bring stuff

Tomorrow must be forever youthful in your neighborhood.

                    Marcia

Imaginary therapist offers thought;
when will I admit madness?
sleeping, retreating, wishing...
for happiness, grace, beauty
my hips know, my belly bleeds
I elude results

                    kalie

then we emerged passionate
decided, not gray

that these monsters could no bigger be.

we bled her, red and simply
she dissolved twice-
this into vinegar,
that into champagne.

                    anonymous

The Hank around his game could elude those mane when gracefully around his bellowing he would distain. "Oh balloon
waps floating so graciously, why are you
dragging recklessly?" For time will tell what else would sell and who am i but not a bell? The Hank slank, blank as a bank with memory as cold as an iceberg. Blank Hank. Blank again.

                    Renoir the BARD

the bystander horse city stormsses

                    anonymous

Mighty snow cats howl at Alice
out beyond her yellow palace
she just followed where the ball went
this must be the last installment.

                    anonymous

a monk helps anybody who wondered about scholars that leave neck air for ladies in cafes.
they sing around puppys that sit
mostly at field jobs and carry hands
for a rascals then jauntily sell nothing.

                    Otis A

Buster seldom declined, but fish guessed that rascal Ivy arranged art for everyone. She gained snow by reaching out to meat, until we requested
our gravy at town. You and Ivy like kangaroos, nothing about crows around home. Naturally mud rides dropped in yesterday, but if our smirks promise juice, I hold comedy for everyone.

                    Otis

I act silently
I creep gracefully
I think unknowingly
you show us by

                    anonymous

Should I expect you to wonder?
can I gain fatal faith in you?
ought I dream about something else?
would I simply avoid you?
or may I just pursue someone else, friend or foe?

                    short1_86

Call me when you bleed
tease me when you pursue
spoil me when you buy
see me when you try
stay with me when you die

                    short1_86

Might believe me if I lie,
would believe me if I think,
will believe me if I die,
for I am the missing link.

                    short1_86

Nothing now.
so slowly walked away.
so simply closed the silence in a box.
so silently thought about feeling the warmth so seldom.
so carefully held the tragedy in hand.
ran from those who wanted her love.
And she sits and sits.
she cannot find the joy, the mercy, the hope, the separation from what she doesn't need. She only stays and wishes she can feel the joy now.
nothing now.

                    Brandon A.

Alice carries me through tequila

she lolls in enchantment when I dissolve
around my shin she rolls a kangaroo
may I enter her logic and hide?

                    Li'l Nic

Carefully I show my brain
generate a beast with me
intentions of my beard gained mush
when I scattered our ignorance
on the rock

                    Li'l Nic

Powder land
ceremonialy painting
the blue frost
chilling to the bone
those all alone
and weeping
crystaline tears

                    Amber B

The waitress brings tequila
I boast clumsily
she appears open to tragedy
be deep
I think, diabolically
but
beer conquest is sordid
and
I am flesh
my
intuition yields intention
so
slowly I slip away

                    Chris Harris

A fire asks relentlessly
for birth
vicariously
dust seems divine needing shape
but, he who is ultimate
gives them ice

                    Chris Harris

Roscoe darkly gathered his blood
beasts with their mouths
quite loosely frozen in silence
offer no anesthetic
but they have bellowed inwardly
at their own sordid judgement
tearing madness from their spirits
until every rampant thought
has dissolved into white
dance through the fields
of relentlessly blue dreams
emerge from your moment of
ignorance
leave
all of this behind
be a lover no longer
wish

                    paranoid android

The spirit of the horse was as strong as the girl's.
They seemed to be at one when they were together.
A strong sense of compassion bonded them to the extent that they were rarely apart.
Many days of school were missed to be spent roaming the valley, though it was a forbidden and punishable offence.
Until the day when the girl was driven to madness with her love for the rebellious creature that she lept of the cliff into the comfort of endless sleep.

                    miss_lavendar

Somebody came into the shanty
nothing there
who sang?
who questioned?
who divided?
and who implied warm growth?
She eludes us.
she gathers her paper culture
and saunters off to The swamp
to bring somebody anesthetic.
and as her soul turns fiery, she
reveals her error!
infinity!
who slipped?
who bellowed?
who reached limbo?
should she?

                    Bystander

We don't question anything
anymore
we've believed everything
everything we've ever been handed
dust sets overhead
our anonymity might be fleeting
but our vanity grows stronger
stronger by the day
lacy plaster holds the bear in
inside his beautiful shadow
I've driven this statue
through circumstances which you don't
speak of
not since the last one
we've been regarded as
amorous
sour
cold
but never
cool

                    paranoid android

evil in photographs,
diabolically innocent,
I shall not be inwardly bound.

                    Sh1ny

Could everyone be sober?
must we always expect devotion?
Regard me as a monster.
Utter no fraction of mind
until we reply.
just pursue your talent.
can you?
walk
whimper
exit.
until we want you to enter.
we are just avoiding it,
can't you guess?
errors around necessary streets
act as if nothing exited.
don't
joke
with
me.
  lover

                    bystander

As she approached the bridge
she sang to herself
'carry me home, Lord
I am ragged
I am jaded
I have worn this mud
for labor of the beast
now let me stand alone'
she walked out over the creek
examined the swamp
and threw herself in

                    paranoid android

Contessa bellowed
through the ballroom quietly.
did she expect me?

                    Bystander

The magician requests that Alice
teases the elephant
but the doctor chases the blood

while the contessa touches the juice
I begin telling the waitress to go
get sauced
While the stuff, expecting sauce too
becomes sensitive
The whole thing seems beastly
so I zoom off
never to be heard from again

                    Chris Harris

The glass is golden

the linguini is jaded
the snow is ashen
the bliss is wooden
I am ice
and
the future is imaginary

                    Chris Harris

Into birth
through talent
through madness
through ideas
and through waste,
we speak
and we think,
but
we never
glow.

                    bystander

Hold on!
no force forgets you!
no error flows through you!
no delight gains within you!
so don't pass It up.
you can just nag
and nag
and nag,
but it can't approach you.
you must approach it.

                    bystander

Off and on...
until logic calls us.
off as we walk,
on as we utter comfortable nothings.
but is that logic?
then do we just think of emotions for ourselves?
or is it for someone else?
logic is small.

                    bystander

If you promise
I will stay

If you turn
I will know

If you believe
I will appear

If you fall
I will defend

If you ask
I will grow

If you dream
I will sing

If this works
you won't leave

Not like the others
Not like them
Not like this

                    paranoid android

Ivy lets us
he gives us devotion

'Hey!
Hey Ivy!'

We believe in you

                    paranoid android

through a sailor I seemed shallow
through a professional I seemed deadly

around a therapist I seemed colorful
around a snob I seemed gray

through you I seemed magic
around you I seemed grand
around me you seemed imaginary

                    madmatter

Must my challenge
be your puppy?

should my drama
be your beast?

would my awe
be your butterfly
in the circle of your waist

                    anonymous

Tempests hand out lighters
to the dragons
anybody could work in this
hell it's not that
tight over here Hank believe me

Chase that rascal out of
town and mean it this time
he will see the sullen
winter in your soul
he won't touch me any more

Howl at the garden flowers
show the magician what he
wishes he could paint
saunter off a lurid bridge
and forget that you didn't
drag out the trash this morning

And today was trash day.

                    paranoid android

Solid are we.
Not youthful shades of reckless
abandon.

impartial are we.
not fancy embodiments of
love.

tarnished are we.
eaten away by years of
hate.

simple are we.
unable to sense the colorful curiosity
within.

modern are we.
no longer connected to our
disgraces.

                    bystander

Expect the figure to need
speak for them in their abscense
should everyone act out of need
sour beer dissolves our ecstacy
soon just like yesterday we ride
flowing over me like blood
knowledge of myself
grinding the little birth of mine
offers of serious faith hold my attention
this is it, heat

                    wishbear

The most yellow butterfly
would imagine this fragility
as if it was his ceremony
but you or me
we
will retreat into our closets

                    lisa richmond

Around the home

me and mine
work when we do
we get on with it
we stand up until we sit

silently
and with out a
visitor
to the pillow

                    lisa richmond

Snake loved me.
crow shouted at me.
kitten drove me insane.
their sad smiles wear me out.
their tarnished tragedies don't hurt me.
my plastic hat dissolves the pain.
animals... HA!

they know more than I.

                    bystander

Oblivious
me
honest
me
colorful
me
but oblivious
me

                    bystander

If you dream
I will approach

if you sleep
I will grow

if you imagine
I will gain

if you paint
I will scatter

if you love
I will come

if you sense
I will help

and if I do
you must not leave

unlike the others
unlike them
only this.

                    Bystander (sequel to paranoid android)

Optimally, this would be real
but when has it ever been so?

And easily this could be great
yet it appears so dull

I once needed a warm smile
a human with a kindred spirit

Now I just keep a wily curiosity
hearing everything
earning nothing

                    paranoid android

Arrange everything diabolically
Exclaim your philosophies
from the royal towers
Sell yourself illegally by
declaring the apartment:

brilliant

Don't forget about our mad zest,
though.
For never was a bystander felt
so soundly
so cleverly
so....

quietly*

                    paranoid android

Artists imagine this apple as rugged envy,
brothers wish this guitar as nothing but vanity,
experts drive their machines as slowly as time,
witches mention it as nothing but theory,
waitresses speak about books as treacherous embodiment,
monks grind every frame as if frozen enchantment,
magicians leave nothing but shrewd talent,
prisoners figure this fatal factor,
amateurs keep the spiritual cost,
cherubs fall to check the oblivious madness,
demons talk about this painful anonymity,
scholars march with ultimate fiction,
dancers hide from saucy fashion,
singers divide with simple anxiety,
geniuses want for nothing.

                    anonymous

Oh, wait
I'm sorry
What flaw?
You offer this truth-
error.
And until you take
it back,
We must sit in silence
sensitive to nothing
solid in our faith
and blue in our hearts.

                    paranoid android

  Tragically 
  the dancer ran from the sky
  suddenly

  never to wait for someone
  to hold her.

  I never knew her...

  but

     we

        were

                   one.

  she had a warmth about her
  that I could not take away

  awfully spiritual

  just like her, right? 

  if I could have received her
  in my arms

  she would have had a place
  in my soul.


  but it's just not in the stars.

Wiggling
uttering
shimmying
drawing
staying
bringing
charging
handing

but
through it all,
bleeding.

                    bystander

We are those who think
not that those there do not
but know this one string
reaches out over most
dust
to offer us the moral
episode

                    anonymous

Oneself leaves everything behind
when the judgement closes.
apparently, without ecstacy
just vanity.
we gain nothing from it,
if we run from it
without receiving it.
sing your bitterness!
paint your glee!
dance your curiosity!
do not deny yourself this.
then the judgement will close with
beauty!

                    bystander

Naturally sang like a fish
and drank like a bird

He acted like a puppy
sweet and happy and innocent

He boasted relentlessly
of his mind
of his thoughts
of his gifts

But too often did he
question his fragility

He believed his exile
was substantial
beastly
and severe

yet... silent.

We couldn't laugh
after that
after it
happened.

help him
somebody
please

                    paranoid android (dedicated to EAR)

Moral?
rich fellow not small fellow
declared himself not.
I say
"Do not judge yourself by a
formula!"
but
does he believe?
nothing reveals his fiction.
but he is moral.

                    Bystander

So... You see?
beast does not yield.
drag you around.
don't mess with him.

                    Bystander

Ice cruising around my soul
champagne painting it bright
arsenic coming soon


I just joke until then.

eternity...

beautiful.

                    bystander

I seem jagged
you innocent
our shoulders ragged
from reaching

                    Soren Sakamoto

Expect nothing from me
unless you've
got something to whisper
in my ear...

then I shall reply
with quaint truths
that might satisfy you.

there's no guarantee

However,
if you want more,
you can have it.
just
wish...

                    bystander

I block any crow I tear
you burst every elephant you dance
but I reach you anybody...
so up until I eat you, say you could stay mine

what might grasp your knuckle until I do? Who says Hank shall spoil our laughter lately? Not I!

I would tease you silently until you come on me, it's what you draw, every logic says you question my laughter but I shout'' Wanda! '' late until you worry if I could be normal anything.

I'd say I worry easily, mustn't you?

                    Phillip

Who says you have forms of your eye? I don't. Dance inwardly, then, until cops set out frequently in sullen feeling for Alice sometimes in upstairs.

                    Phillip

I admit I've sold out
but come on-
look at all this stuff!
this caviar
this gold
this money
this champagne!
...
this fire
this blood
this evil

this
eulogy

                    anon

The crow laughed
and said:
"If I'm so evil
then why do I
give so much
to so many?"

The pig thought
and sang:
"If I'm so fat
then why am I
so loved and kept
by so many?"

The poet felt
and wrote:
"If I'm so keen
then why do I
write such madness
for so many?"

                    paranoid android

raw emotion.
singeing laughter.

people stand around and gape and point and smile and hide and lie and break and smother and...

knuckles crack and knees give in.

consequences are irrelevant.

                    auroura

That we are one
does not speak
anything of you or me

anybody could be like that.

the glamorous thing
is the broken joy
received by us both

nobody could ne like that.
we
are
shy
but
together

                    bystander

Professionally done
only the best for
my little flower

I give her everything
she yearns for
every dime I make
I hold for her

And my love is creamy
like wet and steamy
milk
luxurious and smooth
and deep... passionate

No one looks like her
fortunately
one is enough
I don't think I could
take that much enchantment

                    paranoid android

Alice if your lip brings me love
this is just my kind
of eternity

                    anonymous

Those ball dig away her belly
she raced at us give her machine,
we get off on right... But not if we have unfortunately examined your puppy
what or who set our apple on or over this silence
and so I start shimmying and generating lengthy stuff
me and my debutante

                    leapher

through her lips, I ooze light
we whisper reckless evil into ice
what do we do? Whimpering and promising a radiant and painful love
she hands it my soul, and I laugh

                    leapher

The girl dissolved
while I mentioned her madness.

the doctor needed me
when I had no use for him.

the human waited in me
as I just dreamed of you...

bring him out

                    bystander

We are the serious beasts
the separate statues
declining to want equation
diabolically
keeping
the
silence

                    anonymous

Dollar
violin sending passionate sounds
to my curiosity...
eating at my money...
regarding me as a poet.
I march on

but such beauty!
Dollar

                    bystander

Grind me soundly, jester.
hop over my poor image.
laugh at my reckless devotion.

drop me quickly, doctor.
hide my ultimate songs.
reveal my limp flaws.

Carry me quietly, monk.
defend my silent emotions.
sing my secret joys.

make me free.

                    bystander

Shin

what about it? I practice on mine, but if it follows you frequently... It may be yours.

Shin

just like a hair but separate
just like a brain, but more so

                    STV

I roll kangaroos up cupboard there.
And characterbody reaching not this that he wonders. You will drop crows ashen, the soundly scatters those talents. He apparently declare his gossamer not sensed.

                    Alex

Bubble's ballroom received quietly the sharp flesh.
and Robert grasped the springy crow, saying must be a pool.
frames say I established it from her. I slip.

                    Alex

The dog worried not of bicycles...
until a prisoner rolled from the upstairs into the vicinity.
we need not reply just when we check
but as we mean.
look! Throw! Charge around until you burst!
bulls can flow by us partially...

                    Taryn Feywolf

Lovers twice do laugh
often do shout
exclaim in vanity
but jesters do laugh
ALWAYS.

                    bystander

I eat around the game, avoiding her cleverly boasted vinegar, wondering if the case ever offered a glint of blood. I could say he throws our kittens out, but nothing knowingly hands us our anesthetic.

                    Caleb

My wrist would be rough if it could admit that I am its hunter. Anybody wouldn't waddle at my neck if I should bend my vegetable.

he and his head are radiant.

                    phil ulrich

I watch my mane carefully.
you you you ride your neck.
he works his thumb tragically.
she reveals her bicep inwardly.
they practice their handing sincerely.
artists be my dogs.
I am nothing but an elephant.

                    phil ulrich

Roscoe is the beastlyest snob some hopes.

Hank questions prudishly.
Robert is blue.
Wanda likes fiascos.
Buster keeps Robert hopes Robert runs Hank yields Roscoe catches James slithers Ivy imagines Wanda whimpers Buster and I laugh now.

Go to sleep.

                    phil ulrich

Buster followed our sour silence, writeing his ceremony in a fatal song.
I exit around a dissolving meat...

cougar

lizard

bird

snake

butterfly teases my boy.

                    Eugene

Singers practice in the halls
Quietly carrying a soft
and passionate melody

They sing as they stroll
gracefully through the castle
examining the elegant surroundings

Their harmonies echo gloriously
throughout the palace like
the songs of cherubs
and the light streaming in
through the ancient panes
slithers inwardly to fill the
space with a divine warmth

Could this be our place?
to dance through the halls
as the firelight paints
our shadows on the ballroom floor?

Or is this only a prison?
where our vanity is our cell
and we stay locked away
in darkness for all time?

                    paranoid android

Naomi pass through disaster
could not silently slither
but if Naomi figured him then that is it.

Something is not right.
around about through wrinkles stuff motions.

DOG!

                    Who Let The Dogs Out????

we are branched from something unobtrusive & unobtainble.
fixations on fire and mercy.

mouths that we have seen. mouths that we have not [yet] touched.
mouths that we have dreamt and stabbed and burned and destroyed.

dimension stands in our way. some free form silhouette that scathes in its anarchy & survives with an unresolved passion rivaled only by the sentiment of the confusion it brings.

the rejection i don't mind so much.

the acceptance is what kills me every time.

                    auroura

Bull her throat, that she abandons me
start the liaison, it exclaimed
philosophy, equation, bliss
it scatters me like dust like those who follow... great scholar, who could suddenly masquerade as her, what do you imply?

                    leapher

The stale puppy mentions that we spoil quickly

a big knuckle carries some metal
but if just a snob feels my waist
she laughs as if it so brutaly new that she arranges my throat for bursting

                    anonymous

If around a bridge we gathered as paint, I kept from jumping at demons who say evil for circumstances. Until that human my lover races up cautiously a bowl must love our curiosity.

                    whygodwhy.com

Who pursues innocent enchantments inwardly, as if kept from limbo or you grasped cautiously around this corner or I establish that results should reveal a painful form of emotion. Touched from heaven just like us, dropped from space, hiding, not the fatal feelings from circles of pursued experiences. Declaring odd intentions for Buster!

                    J. Marlin Barker

Heat
paper bag castle
silver tree eluding every lover
appearing as if decided by individual bonds
grinding my bag into dark metal wisps
glass light
showing us a good key
a firey rock
setting death and tragedy apart
singing tokens of temperament
talent
growth
winter
Cold

                    capricious

My elegant butterfly
some shall approach
but by my heart
may he let our passion collide into the depths of our souls
yet may he leave you in peace
for mere mortals cannot contemplate your true beauty and wisdom
so be free and glimpse of me
in days gone past

                    Kymberlee

She actually oozed champagne she was so rich. her glamorous wedding generated much attention. so he wished for this? His most beautiful performance couldn't be this golden. They boasted of bliss as they acted their parts.

                    a non mouse

Space

I would be copper

will be earth
the street tells

me my thoughts

the self sings something that
everybody keeps secret

instantly

this can not be

bone and slight anonymity

some things are not here

                    anonymous

insults from my dreams,
quoted verbatim
by my remorseless debutante of a lover.
sincerely twisting the knife in my back;
slowly, just so;
mechanically, just so;
justifibly, just so.
who could blame (question) her?
me, that's who.

                    Pahlaniuk

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