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Post by DavidMc on Mar 1, 2007 12:55:21 GMT -6
When you piss into the wind
don't matter how hard you try
you still get wet
and smelly...
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Post by anirbas on Mar 2, 2007 22:50:58 GMT -6
Yeppers...This is a true-ism...
That's why tis better when pissing...
To step out of the wind, run into the house...
I dunno...Use the indoor bathroom, instead? LOL
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Post by dawness on Mar 3, 2007 13:05:57 GMT -6
i remember expressing something so deep
and my finger drummed the word
peeing instead of peeping
soul got to see it. david now is doing it ( peeing)
LOL!
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Post by soulfir3 on Mar 6, 2007 20:59:00 GMT -6
peeping.. peeing
no wonder one gets confused,
but I for one can honestly say,
I'm glad today - I have worn my shoes
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Post by soulfir3 on Mar 6, 2007 20:59:53 GMT -6
did you not hear the rumbles
those soft, yet consistent grumbles
sleepy eyes warning you -
do not disturb this cat
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Post by soulfir3 on Mar 7, 2007 6:00:29 GMT -6
rainbows kiss the furtherest clouds,
do you dare follow them
reaching into their darkest shades,
looking for the ever illusive pot of gold ?
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Post by Sam on Mar 7, 2007 10:24:05 GMT -6
Why would I look for other riches
when I have already found
the greatest treasure
man has ever known-you.
Sam
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Post by dawness on Mar 8, 2007 11:00:19 GMT -6
oooohwow! soul, that peeing thing still makes me LOL... thanks sha for the vibrant piece so romantic.  and now it's my turn to cover you with sheens of silver garlands my garden blossomed when you stepped on my grass. |
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Post by Sam on Mar 8, 2007 16:14:20 GMT -6
I am back. Stronger than before. Able to leap small buildings with a single bound!!! Sam |
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Post by Sam on Mar 9, 2007 12:58:39 GMT -6
Don't turn away from me
pretending you do not see.
This is what is left of me.
Face your own travesty....
Sam
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Post by dawness on Mar 9, 2007 17:20:23 GMT -6
many cold nights have passed
and i count the telephone poles
longer than all the fingers on my hands
you haven't called
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Post by soulfir3 on Mar 12, 2007 5:28:35 GMT -6
there is nothing left
for you too take from me,
my soul is empty and cavenous
desiring no more than simple darkness |
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Post by Sam on Mar 12, 2007 10:31:22 GMT -6
You are the darkness...
How could I have been so blind.
You hurt me over and over
and I fall for it every damn time......
Sam
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Post by anirbas on Mar 12, 2007 10:56:34 GMT -6
I no longer hate you, anymore...
Your past actions are food crumbs
beneath the table for the dog to snuffle
up it's nose trying to lick them from the floor...
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Post by Sam on Mar 12, 2007 12:00:12 GMT -6
I pity you....for the being you are...
I pity me...for being so blind....
I pity us...for the wasted years
we searched and tried.....
Sam
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Post by dawness on Mar 12, 2007 13:12:55 GMT -6
ashtrays reek of your smokey smell
same as the ink in your heart
nicotine is a far better cure
than your puffing, sickening manure LOL
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Post by Sam on Mar 13, 2007 14:47:32 GMT -6
Beer cans smell up the air
and in the middle of them
you sit kicked back,
nothing has changed about that.
Sam
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Post by anirbas on Mar 13, 2007 21:13:26 GMT -6
I remember the day, in your sick anger, you thought it
would be fun to burn me with your lit cigarette...
Your blue eyes glittering with cold malignancy and intent...
Yes, you thought it was funny right til I burned you back with mine...
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Post by soulfir3 on Mar 13, 2007 21:24:08 GMT -6
From the base of the mountain,
I watched, silently awed
With footsteps following your descent
I gave thanks for your safe return
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Post by dawness on Mar 14, 2007 12:30:02 GMT -6
night owl
morning cat
afternoon ice--cream float
what a sunny day
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Post by Sam on Mar 14, 2007 13:38:21 GMT -6
"My life is sunshine, lollipops
and rainbows, everything
that's wonderful is what I feel,
when we're together....."
Sam (or not)
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Post by Sam on Mar 15, 2007 11:08:12 GMT -6
Brighter than a lucky penny, when you're near the raindrops disappear, Dear, and I feel so fine!!!! Sam |
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Post by dawness on Mar 15, 2007 12:11:31 GMT -6
ho can i apologize
to the sun that no longer
glows when i
walk alone in the park?
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Post by soulfir3 on Mar 15, 2007 21:17:19 GMT -6
Do you find me offensive ?
this blatant look at reality,
where not all of us dine on cavier
covering our flesh in the finest garments
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Post by soulfir3 on Mar 15, 2007 21:18:35 GMT -6
Do not hasten your steps past where I am,
my name does not hold the same sound as yours,
but I tell you this - just because I lay within the corners
of a frayed box, does not make me contagious
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Post by soulfir3 on Mar 15, 2007 21:21:44 GMT -6
You can not draw imagination
from my bones,
I am already paled and withered
from stress and age
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Post by poeticbytes on Mar 15, 2007 22:28:58 GMT -6
Lying here alone
it can be so unsettling
my one true love
has put me on hold
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Post by soulfir3 on Mar 16, 2007 3:38:04 GMT -6
laying bed with only the moon,
as my strangely waned bedfellow
his lazy shadows lap at my body
calming the unsettled mind
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Post by soulfir3 on Mar 16, 2007 4:36:56 GMT -6
i have given you everything
heart, mind, flesh and soul
is it not enough too just love me
i have given you everything
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Post by dawness on Mar 16, 2007 12:55:36 GMT -6
at 3am my day begins
and ends with cold compress
pack with words heated by
your mouth. all this at 3am.
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