YOU HAVE REMOVED THE WHOLE GAY THEME, THE WHOLE POINT OF THE POEM, THE WHOLE POINT OF MY EXISTENCE

IT IS NOT

"I AM INVINCIBLE"


IT IS

"I AM IN VINCE"

VINCE AND I HAVE BEEN TOGETHER FOR 25 YEARS AND NO AMOUNT OF HOMOPHOBIA WILL EVER STOP US. I WILL NEVER POST HERE AGAIN

Last night I dreamt a holiday of rainbows exquisite secret colours dazzling invisibility showed me a tornado-dream of whirlwind romance each potato eyed me in private each privates like a potato a torrent of multiverse a sprinkle of devastation we all walk our hyphenated trainer a pause in reality s...

Cate wrote:.
Break-in
cookies stolen.
Man in red, seen fleeing
over rooftops, gets stuck in chase.
Case closed.

BIG FAT BASTARD
STUCK DOWN HOLE
BIG FAT BASTARD
YOUR COOKIES HE STOLE
BIG FAT BASTARD
SIT ALL ON MY KNEE
BIG FAT BASTARD
WON'T YOU PLAY WITH ME

.. wait a minute.. (just made it home, by the way.. the snow is piling up out there).. now, wait just a cottin' pickin' minute, Ren1: right here on this very thread you were making changes to YOUR fisheyed pome (or so you claimed)!!!.. so.. what gives????? I AM QUALIEYEDSNOWFISH HE IS MY ROMANTIC M...

THIS IS CALLED "I HAVE GONE BACK IN THE CLOSETS, AFTER ALL THESE QUEERS" I lived with dream talons shredding fantasy tearing August slip-streams ripping "hello, namaste" after all these fears silencing my doubt-mouth hushing piano forte getting on for 50 a Highway with Traffic Li...

Violet wrote: (I'm wondering if fisheye ever speaks, by the way.. just curious)..

.. 'til later,
v. [/size]

no idea if fisheye speaks. he is Geoffrey and I am not. we are not related. why ask me if Fish speaks. you are dancing on the bed of a pint.

IM LUCKY GOT THERE BEFORE YU CRITICS. ME MAKE SPELLING TYPOS i lived in silence THIS SHOULD BE "I LIVED IN SIENNA" destenation came to me for fee as a box of a thunder in a river of smiles THIS SHOULD BE "A RIVER 3 MILES" love for a reazen has my name in a magic ball of a tribut...

was christmas day in the slammer
bent over in worship
convict mistletoe
hard time
escape

in a applaus that speaks for you like a eyesight that seeks for your ocean book and like the historian brings flowers of flowing to your words of growth the partition of it's home sweating like candy from space its wartime for poems who met the burn of the exploded mirrows can i reward his signing ...

I like this Christmas poem and it’s poignant commentary on the Plasticineiness of religion in our society and how the commercialism of sex and love is destroying the very fabric of humanity … Actually I have no clue –but I did like this part "it's teatime", says Mary as she wipes the feat...

in a partial uniquesness and a snowstorm of yellow ecstasy there lies the kitten like a shotgun of mercy taking her river-downwards the treacle treachery the King will fall "it's teatime", says Mary as she wipes the featureless face for fingerprints like a part-time claw-hammer realising n...

i JUST COULDN'T CHOOSE BETWEEN "PRAY'S" AND "SHASE". THEY ARE EXHILARATING WORDS AND HAVE ALMOST CERTAINLY CHANGED MY LIFE FOR EVER. AND IF NOT MY LIFE THEN THE LIFE OF THE GRUMPY OLD MAN WITH AN EYE-PATCH WHO LIVES IN THE NEXT STREET. AND IF HIS NOT LIFE THEN CERTAINLY HIS WIFE ...

in the vulva of unmarried virgins what a fool sleeps like a whorefull of yesterday's in dancing clods from the pocket of change that's what makes me kiss the pure of four giving Nessies like the fools of the Christmas desserts butter brandy cream and the spring cabbage with string beans of drunken p...

when i became my own twirly spaghetti to the frog that leaps from the bind like a stoned path to my front door too right and singe with an original champagned hair-clippers and it developed a third footed donut signalling spoons of design hours on the steering wheel of mustard spearing you have my j...

.. Ren1, surely you're not questioning the alphabetacumloudie of my qualifications as a pome critic!!.. (should have used that on the princess thread).. My god.. I finally find someone able to tap on all of that eruditie (somewhat untidy) sort of training, and someone like you comes along and tries...