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Sep 07, 2006 14:03

Little vapid camel toe gabs about daddy ( Read more... )

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samoan_bob September 8 2006, 15:36:31 UTC
Your poetry inspires mental orgasms. I love the repetition of "cry, cry, cry" and "free, free, free". It pulls the whole thing together nicely, and it's one of those brilliant touches I would never have thought of.

Travail brillant!

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mrshenryplease September 9 2006, 19:10:42 UTC
goddamn you are good. i envy your use of prose. do you mind divulging your inspiration for this poem?

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cheekiemonkee September 9 2006, 22:51:47 UTC
This girl in my dance class started randomly talking to me about her marine boyfriend and the hardships she endures. I'm really not the kind of girl who sympathizes with that sort of drivel but she just keeps talking and I just keep nodding my head and saying "uh huh." She's nice, I guess. I just wish she would have picked someone else in the dance class to talk to.

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I'd like to burrow into your skull... samoan_bob September 25 2006, 18:19:49 UTC
...and live inside your brain. The inspirations and permutations of your art are so left field and ingenious. It goes beyond two artists of equal merit coming from different perspectives. One of those artists is clearly a pretender while the other lives their art. Guess which ones work will maintain vitality.

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cheekiemonkee September 25 2006, 23:30:06 UTC
Aww, it's like you're sucking my dick James Lipton style.

thanks, baby.

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mrshenryplease September 26 2006, 02:24:03 UTC
i tried to reply to you on myspace but it didn't work (once again).

here's what i was going to say:

i don't know what to say. thanks a lot. it really means something coming from you. i really love and respect your writing, and i totally see why david's so enamored with you.

i do get a kick out of reading all of the other shit that passes for poetry on this site.

i'm not saying i'm any good, but i think, at least, i'm different. no shit about depression, or true love or whatever the fuck else people are blathering about.

the three of us should start a faggoty little poetry group.

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