No critic No praise Just write three lines about whatever, then shut up, sign out...
A can of coke
Monitor's in my eyes
I might stay up tonight
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No critic No praise Just write three lines about whatever, then shut up, sign out...
A can of coke
Monitor's in my eyes
I might stay up tonight
heh... I'm feeling prolific or something.
ironic, how this
profound truth is meaningless
when spoken aloud.
This cigarette smoke
is going to kill me someday
might as fucking well
I am here now well
I might as well stay here and
I'm moving away.
On this hot May night,
the baby laughs at cartoons,
I'm tired, dry, dumb.
packed, ready to go
i stay longer, just a bit
soon freedom will call
freedom do not call
instead it keeps me away
& I stay right here
hee
"on the road again
oh how I long to be back
on the road again."
-w. nelson (i think)
mescaline smile
facing me, midnight streets where
she forgets her home.
I stand watching
Time pass me by
Last day here.
sidewalk (sunhot)
cats scamper
ants scatter
---jones
Low on gas right now
Three minutes to the gas pump
I ran out of gas
I'm lying quite still.
The ticking of the clock plays
a slow,mournful tune.
I screw up my face
til the linen lines my life,
will a release come?
The night dances on-
giddy and black and silent,
waltzing blindly on.
My blood keeps me awake-
Red,black,Red,black,Red and red
but I still wait....still.
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Peace and Love
Just hanging out
watching the post go by
Trucks rumbles through
One coffee, sugar
Conversationless drinking,
Swirling distant words
Where is she
Where am I
love always hurts
And then it happened
Another night out
Walking down the street in shame
~Miral
I love peppermint patties
I have eaten twelve
You know...the small ones
~Miral
A question to answer
A decision to make
My answer is no
~Miral
This morbid pen
Milts pest Control
We Shoot to Kill
sun goes down
CRASH!
the day is over
I'm gonna cry ... no one likes haikus
http://smilecwm.tripod.com/net5/WZbigcry.gif
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I try to be humble but this guy threw my greatness in my face! I'm trying to deny my greatness!
"Everything belongs to me because I am poor." - Jack Kerouac Visions of Cody
silent strange beetle
inside the hollow boxes
I have left unpacked
soon to cross those lines
this place makes obsolete, but
I will not see you.
a silent echo
spoke loudly, but said nothing
a word, but no sound
Got another one down
while the wind is blowing hard
fall is in the air
When I said "I love
you" what I really meant to
say was "blah, blah, blah..."