Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

i love your poem
do you love my poem
and on and on and on and on
and onward, to the next smoosh
the next kozmic flusheroo
we used to be hippies, you know
we love anyone even remotely capable
of unzipping yours, hers, mine, etc.
don't tell me that you love this poem
you have compromised yourself
your love is meaningless
and your poetry is not even poetry
it's not even about poetry
it goes deeper than that
it's about the stupid things you've done
it's about wasted opportunities and infidelities
and the innocence of the humble narrator
who was fucked before he could walk
daddy beat me - momma fucked him anyway
the whole cesspool - the tar pit
that you disguise like a poem
but is really just another ploy
a bid for attention in a lonely world
of stupid, broken up hominids
who resort to poetry like a old woman
resorts to make up and mini skirts
i don't love your poem, honestly
i don't love anything

damn ! it was that sword that kept swooshing around first in the air then underfoot man i was kept hopping all over the place just trying to cross the room! man, Dino , ya know i don't like to work this hard. And, o yeah, this poem sucks beach sand beautifully. ya ol' lizard skin you! rasping around from place to place sweeping down the leather blowing off the lace now i can't even talk about it and the milk of the mother ain't beer ain't whiskey & the wild grape is just a whisperin' on the vine. i miss the tree of life too ya know. ok, i'll cry with ya - but just this once! then i got to mingo on up the river - headin' for the source, ya know.

loved your piece by the way.
Ha !

thanks mingo! i'm a seething cauldron of resentment - never know what will tick me off!!

yur da bomb!

dare i say i loved it.......

Like dynamite, mr. u...
I'm feeling it go boom.

I hear ya on the seething resentments - some days they just take the hell over and nothing ya can do. I thought all this kind of thing was supposed to get its edges rounded off come this time of life. Ha, another ass up lie, it's worse.
thx again, Dino.