well that was a large
typo, call it a dadaist
marcel duchamp trick
by bs
is bullshit versus?
or, bullshit verses unique?
either is just swell
by Lush
is b-s v-s?
like Vinnie Barbarino
"i'm so confused," man.
by Lush
I hope he leaves more
haikus like that, it's pretty
funny base-d on that
by bs
You're so far away
Reaching you is my desire
...stupid itchy back...
by Asa Eugene Moore of San Bernardino, CA
perhaps there are dreams
of a political buffet
but who shall starve?
by vs
relentless gourmand
my feast, banquet of nations
the soil is of one
by Lush
ok joel osteen
I said it, here he is, wow
in a haiku, here
by bs
henry miller for
all his lust and frank talk on
sex, he wrote about
what he ate with a
lot more satisfaction but
can you lend a sous?
by bs
and I have more faith
in hobbits than I do cash
except well, johnny...
by bs
enjoying your stuff
lush, do you like french or do
you like indian
by Anonymous Poet
I can't say why I
know what a chinois is I
guess it just got stuck
funny looking cone
to filter stock in those danged
china cap tools, food
by bs
I don't buy it though
those things of exchange are made
up like gods and hobbits
by bs
ayn rand is a god
to the idea rational
is cash-onal, $
by bs
what I have posted
are some encounters of faith
I've seen in time but
ayn rand saying to
objectivism, a is a
there is no god and
a god is a lie
for those who seek control so
she said, a is a
by bs
a young woman
named nema sought friends in
satan, where is she...
I hope she is well
by bs
I am told santa
is a pagan too, the old
claim by those who need
by bs
have I gone too far
this time down the rabbit hole
do I drink "drink me"
by bs
such anger in the
name of faith, I've known, it turns
someone inside out
by bs
catholics say that
their way is it, protestants
the same, rolls his eyes...
by bs
I had a young man
lay a curse on me and now
to forgive, or no?
by bs
some frontier anew
shedding pretext and veneer
blast the past, vroom vroom
by Lush
glistening fabric
pressed against tasty extreme
how shall i resist
by Lush
yes yes yes yes yes
nothing new under the sun
and the following...
by Lush
what comes after a
post post deconetc etc
what is there that's new?
solomon in all his splendour
said all is vanity at his end
by bs
well bub, despite all
the classic queen's english now
it is canada
of course it is cold
by bs
fahrenheit collapse
chilly register, synapse
'tis the season, rapt
by Lush
mercurial waste
iconoclastic scatter
patent corrosion
by Lush
blanketed morass
a cistern past putrescence
gathering charade
by Lush
all your new fangled
post deconstructionism
renders me frigid
by Lush
yeah, i read that book
shucks, i fear i've read them all
my conscience remains
by Lush
I think i ned a
spel chekur 2 c hw I
rite on hear sumtimes
by bs of embarassing
crack a few eggheads
waddya get but some
omelet at denys
by bs of yum
every day time
I remember those talk shows
speaking their pass times
by bs
woah unto me that
call san dimas cool but woe
to bill and ted, woah
by bs
hush hush, I thought I
heard her calling my name say
carpe diem, oi
by bs
somnolent passage
beset by lurking night mares
galloping darkness
by Anonymous Poet of Lush
yo, pass me the mic
if I may phrase the question
form of: a tirade
by Lush
panel discussion
a gathering of eggheads
sans resurrection
by Lush
sui generis
haiku opened in Latin
the first of its kind
by Lush
I know a pepper
on a stick named jose who
he fears taco bell
by bs
the idea of a
man on a stick who died for
human flaws is...old...
by bs
A proclamation
The substance of what we say
Loathing, self pity.
by William
the main horrorshow
inhabits my mind and days
oh... oh, no... oh noooo
by Lush
much of the profane
'tis hyper-conscious fiction
prayer for my id
by Lush
forgive my trespass
as I recant all judgment
humble ignorance
by Lush
struggling, narrow faith
versus gaping panoply
how is one to choose?
by Lush
in christ, agency
without, multi flawed human
which art thou, bs?
by Lush
found tiny handprints
left on furnitures and walls
growing suspicion
by indiana
and um, por favor
next time I get so lucid
I need a nap, kay?
by bs
