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by Adam
a sumu breaks wind
it smells like teriyaki
one hot towel to go
by Masho-batik of East Flushing
plagiarism sucks
originality rules
win a free mouse pad
by Basho--matique
a collision course
two jehovas in the night
an ambulance howls
by Banzai Robert
buried time capsule
in one thousand years they''ll find
dirty polaroids
by Hollywood Bonfire
bold new marketing
i whisper product slogans
to dying humans
by Hollywood Bonfire
Condemned to a life
Of ceaseless toilet bobbing.
So: Fuck the cistern!
by Floatation Device
I deeply regret
regretting.When you jog through
raspberries you bleed.
by Banzai Bob
A real yen for you
my darling Tokyo Rose
won''t ya please shut up?
by Basho-matique
Kat and I are friends.
Bob Dylan kicks ass, and you
misunderstand us.
by Kimberly Sowell
Nine years old. I scream.
Mother says, "It''s okay, dear"
But I know it''s not.
by Kimberly Sowell
Yesterday I saw
Bob Dylan, Kat Krotch and Kim
Toking on some ganjj
by Tony's Grandpa
There''s nervous tension
Just after we fuck madly
And I think of home
by SHAGGYDOO
New Year. The World turns.
I wonder how it happens.
Chinese Army farts?
by Floatation Device
Pull the stick out of
your ass, and I`ll shut up. Why
don''t you try it once?
by Kat Krotch of To Kimberly, In hopes she will quit depressing me.
You insensitive
bastard, why am I still your
friend? You disturb me.
by Kimberly Sowell of To Kat Krotch, In hopes he will change.
Savagely ravished
by dreams that leave me sweating
with passionate hope.
by Kat Krotch of Uranus, Assland
Movie on World War
Two: we "delivered" bombs to
Germany. We Did?
by Kat Krotch of Uranus, Assland
Kimberly, you need
to lighten up just a bit.
You''re depressing me.
by Kat Krotch of Uranus, Assland
Leather restraints on
wrists and ankles. Hold me down
and paddle my ass.
by Kat Krotch of Uranus, Assland
I will close my eyes
and make a conscious effort
not to open them.
I will count to ten.
Ready or not, here I am.
I am not ready.
I will thrust a knife
deep into the center of
all that is painful.
Will someone miss me
by Kimberly Sowell
How to start: should I
cut off my ear, following
the greatest artist?
Should I marvel at
my imperfect fit within
the laws of this age?
by Kimberly Sowell
global warming, nay
tis just my tropic zone shift-
ing right off the chart.
by Banzai Bob
We are all LLamas
Frozen in our green oneness
we will rule the world
by CDOGG
pareme is Greek
for ''take me'', but your brain
reminds of moussaka.
by whoever
life oh so precious
cannot think of enough ways
of how to waste it
by whoever
A record 3 days
Without sunlight or fresh air.
My brain is melting.
by Scrunty Hardbody
Sneak over the fence
To the military base
Where they breed boybands.
by Scrunty Hardbody
Sparklers lit on hobs,
The distant boom of gunfire.
Must be Y2K.
by Scrunty Hardbody
Sometimes I ponder
The origins of ''pussy'';
Did someone`s miaow..?
by Scrunty Hardbody
Sheathed rod of graphite
Wrestling in my fingers
Oh look, a stick man
by Kenneth Extension
I''d be happier
If I had metal bat wings
For carrying fruit
by Kenneth Extension
I just got back from
The Dark Side of the Rainbow
It made my knees weak
by Dorothy
Riding a Twister
Is the Great Gig in the Sky
I said to Toto
by Dorothy
enough already
I prefer John Paul Sartre
to premenstrual cramps
by Basho-matique
it''s our own damn fault
our little secret now sneaks
out to raise eyebrows
by Banzai Bob
despair is one thing
an avalanche of hallmark
cards is another
by Banzai Bob
critiqueing your work
labyrinths of self pity
i must shred it now
by Banzai Bob
a moment with you
caused great pain to emanate
from my ravaged soul
by Banzai Bob
Bukowski with Y?
a quarter million dollars?
i''m gonna vomit
by oldnasty
lonely famous slut
feeling way too enlightened
selling lame stanzas
by oldnasty
here are a few lines
"young girls wrap themselves tightly"
"they suck on coffee"
by oldnasty
Were they your fingers?
Or ones you simply ripped from
Unsuspecting hands?
by Scrunty Hardbody
adolescent angst
erupting from poetry
like pus from a zit
by ash
the meaning of life
found in my umbilicus
snuggled in the lint
by ash
I wish you wouldn''t
talk at all. You could never
hurt me with closed lips.
by Kimberly Sowell
The snail sews her eyes
closed with a silver needle,
retreating inward.
by Kimberly Sowell
Does anyone know
where I could get some bootlegged
Bob Dyllan music?
by Kimberly Sowell
Candles up my ass,
fingers in my wet pussy,
I will masturbate.
by Kat Krotch
screening my options
focussing on the new year
poor resolution
by ash
