i am a libra
so i guess i'm predisposed
to melancholy

a man who says arse
usually is in high school
slamming kids heads into lockers
who become the future columbines
and they come for you first
lead blazing

I ask those who have a life
what is it that you have and
what makes it worth living
disdainful, selfish, petty
materialistic, brushing off
if you saw the blade slice the
wrist, would you be so nonchalant
if you could see the blood or
would you laugh and say, "let there be drama" and proceed
to act as if nothing happened...
you who don't deal well, I wonder
if your lives are worth anything

hmm, now as for the
people who are not suicides...
who goes first? the on line
world is a drug, if heroin, the
track marks dissolved
Kerouac could have lived
but instead his "worshippers"
murdered him as he murdered himself

back on the topic
of leos, the sign is said
to be like sunlight

gone at times, but
the clouds break up and
things return, you know

(i'll be fine, I just have a temper)

why do i act the
typical tortured poet
we all need hobbies

bucking as she moves
that great American ass
even God must weep

not writing in form
annoying as all get out
must skip over those

who are these people
richard?... sheila?.... msx?
do you have a life???

Scott is off buggering litte boys,
he is a pervert.....but so am I,
thats why I ditched my kids,
cause I want no responsibility
for anything but me and my lil
bitch scott

Sheila Newton, nude webcam
come one, come all!! haha...
I am a ho biznatch
I live in roundrock tx
scott is a ho

shoot urself in the ARSE..(what
kinda word is ARSE anywayz?) i dont care, punkin head beyatch!

suicide??? kill urself..who cares?
i would, but i am 90 years old,
ya friggin bastage....

fuck off moxie
or just do it mate quickly
you can end this pain

in the end, telling a sucide
"hang in there" might not be
the right idea with a noose
around the neck and the idea
his thoughts caused other suicides

criticism gets to the point
where a lot of people do charge ahead, too stupid or oblivious to it's effects, or wired by it, charge ahead, but a lot feel that their practice, is ruined by these people who seem to be ran by, being jaded, being more enamoured of their own godhood or Godliness...
academic cynaide kool aid
and Prof. Jim Jones is teaching you can't create nothing 101, you pass with the first sip, into eternity

let's just pretend I have a .45
it's loaded... and relief finally comes when I fire, pointing at my
head, blam, brains splatter
no more words of how retarded I am, no more, words of which writing is loftier, no more petty bickering about the household chores or job, no more failed work

no more words...

it's gotten so foolish
that when I say I want to kill myself
I don't believe me anymore
and shrug it off as foolish banter

for some reason I am so insecure
right now, I want to kick William's
ass, for real...

I usually take
criticism thinking that
I need to slice my wrists
and prove to the person how
"weak" I am, and not controlling
my emotions... Think about it,
you follow a life script, carefully
considering everything you do.

but who wrote the script...
if my thoughts are so simple
would not suicide be the choice
so loftier people such as yourself
can rule the field?

the constant attack
leads to distraction, and the
peace of mind is disturbed
by those who dicate taste
those who tear up a church
and set up a gallery inside
know not what they do
and don't care to know
lofty false gods...
might as well be Jim Jones
a murderer of children and himself

the pharisees in
jesus's day were noted for
their lofty goals and
lofty language...I am suspicious
of it and usually want to warn the
men who use it that they too
can be wrong and often are
stupid, basically, with authority

sodomize your professors
burn their sacred works
set up a wicker man full of dead white men

wienerdog vs.
canadian geese...dig for
moles or chase gooses?

i
am
tuna

who stole my baloney sammich?
was it sammy the seal?
or was it some freak of nature

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ON MY WEB CAM
SHEILA NEWTON

SHEILA NEWTON
ROUND ROCK TEXAS
IS A BIZNATCHIO

the last gut who wrote is an
ass hammer

seriously, you are all LOSERS
this site officially totally sucks

Emulate snails trail
Drag my arse across the floor
Now see where I

Footprints in the dew
My dog

Written captured thoughts
Expressing ones own simple view
Has some real power

Sexually, Bad night
Or just a mighty come down
Stay clean and think right

Painted word picture
So descriptive view I see
Welcome back to Ash

veils of grey water
sepia shades of landscape
waiting for rainbows

the teething rugrat
drooling like a rabid dog
slaps across the boards

on the verandah
kookaburra sits dripping
scanning wet green grass

My heart beats so hard,
It's impossible to breathe,
All because of you.

support broken homes
mommy and daddy's divorce
my one merit badge

sunday afternoon
the sickening malaise of
life's Everydayness.

miracle of birth
not very miraculous
after billionth time

fierce halitosis
emanating from old men
the stink of dead years.

jackass professor
if you had some real talent
then you would not teach

really no surprise
how writing professors are
so mediocre

our writing programs
diploma mills that destroy
the creative drive

not to life they go
but to writing workshops to
become great writers

academic void
his blank stare from the lectern
we take as wisdom

middle-aged poet
his broken hopes of greatness
no wonder he's mad

thinks he's poetic
thumbing through a thesaurus
writing desk haiku