Crap

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by Lozi, Aug 16, 2005.

  1. Lozi

    Lozi Senior Member

    Can a borland be insatiable?
    Worry exacts everyones decision.
    When a spliff ends up dead, nobody
    ends.
    The paranormal, paranoid aliens refer
    to angels, demons or olives.
    They never cease to fool the
    drunken stoned men. never.
    Smoky tendrils elapse the enormities
    of my brain. Halitosis. Halifax.
    advertise my money. I use it
    to graffiti burger king.
    I use it to deal illegal cards.
     
  2. iscreamchocolate

    iscreamchocolate Senior Member

    wow!! that's an awesome poem. it sort fo reminds me of one of those sort of drama movies (example: my life without me).. not the storyline but just the writing.. I have this picture of someone walking down the street and reciting the poem but in more of a drama and upsetting manner kind of just talking into the air... (which is a good thing) I like those type of poems. :) good job on the poem! keep up the good work.
     

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