the setting sun melts the sky the gods wave goodbye then suddenly its peter pan he shouts get pregnant while you still can fly away peter pan. *bows*
My immediate thought was "Where's Wendy? Barefoot and pregnant back home, taking care of the lost boys?" Seriously, nice prose.
LiverSteam, Your poem doesn't make sense. Creating something abstract doesn't necessarily make it deep.
i liked it quite a bit -- whether it "made sense" or not. i liked the flow and i really enjoyed the imagery -- which i feel was very profound for a piece of work that is only 5 or 6 lines long. thanks for sharing
Hey Ganja: I just got annoyed to see the author's comments to Trippin. It was rude. I don't care if anyone's poems make sense or not. Write on . . .
i was just fucking around with trippin. i can see how some wouldnt get it and how some would. its just how you look at it
maybe peter pan wasn't really peter pan maybe peter pan was a manifestation of child-hood memories maybe this manifestation spoke of pregnancy because Hey, Maybe it's that time to spread your legs and absorb the cum. Rather than cry, play with legos and shit your pants. +