Loricybin Posted December 14, 2007 Report Share Posted December 14, 2007 crunch crunch crunchthe monsters stomp.paths are carvedin 3-toed footprints. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Loricybin Posted December 14, 2007 Report Share Posted December 14, 2007 pop goes the weasel,painting on an easel,bumped by a kitty.art all over the floor. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Loricybin Posted December 15, 2007 Report Share Posted December 15, 2007 "come now, do you seriously believethat he is one of you?anggggghghhhhhgh" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Loricybin Posted December 15, 2007 Report Share Posted December 15, 2007 toys in imagination land,the battles ensue,intense as ever,and i'm a child again. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Loricybin Posted December 18, 2007 Report Share Posted December 18, 2007 the more i sit still, the more i accomplish.the more i stir, the less i get done.is it really possible to be inside out?how can it be that zero is infinity? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Turtle Posted December 19, 2007 Author Report Share Posted December 19, 2007 Charlie Rose!Charlie Rose!If it's someone worth listening to,it's to you that they goes.:D Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Turtle Posted December 22, 2007 Author Report Share Posted December 22, 2007 I once had a kitten named Obadiah,whose paws I did ink by the fire,light of a candle and then put him on fresh water-color paperand he painted me a bouquet while chasing his tail.:naughty: Loricybin 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Loricybin Posted December 25, 2007 Report Share Posted December 25, 2007 "I found a liquid cure,for my landlock blues.It will pass away like a slow parade, it's leavin but I dont know how soon." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tarantism Posted December 25, 2007 Report Share Posted December 25, 2007 "I found a liquid cure,for my landlock blues.It will pass away like a slow parade, it's leavin but I dont know how soon." "You'll be free child once you have diedfrom the shackles of language and measurable timeand then we can trade places, play musical graves,'til then walk away now, walk away." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Loricybin Posted December 29, 2007 Report Share Posted December 29, 2007 bicker bickereverywhere,and not a drop to drink. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Turtle Posted December 29, 2007 Author Report Share Posted December 29, 2007 poems are likethird nipples;no wait! ...poems are like sixth toes.:) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tarantism Posted December 30, 2007 Report Share Posted December 30, 2007 if only we were the ones to made the wordswould you like to drink from my sun bowl?out of which lives the vine that grew...if only we were the ones who made the worlds. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tarantism Posted December 30, 2007 Report Share Posted December 30, 2007 I arranged this, to be perfectly honestthree thousand times we were alignedtwice upon linear time parallelsthrice upon that ol' wall.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tarantism Posted December 30, 2007 Report Share Posted December 30, 2007 the man who was to kill me came up the roadhe was wearing a shadow-styled trenchcoathe crooned and mewed in my direction"let me take you into my garden, where the lost thoughts a dead poets await." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Turtle Posted December 30, 2007 Author Report Share Posted December 30, 2007 i never meta dead poetthat Ididn't insult. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Turtle Posted December 31, 2007 Author Report Share Posted December 31, 2007 To break a trail where none have tread,by midnight's light to go,to find a grail where some have dread,by darkness not to show.:lightning Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
freeztar Posted January 1, 2008 Report Share Posted January 1, 2008 Skeleton dancingDrummer playingFingers pointing Alien dancer (sometimes inspiration seems to appear out of nowhere... :lightning ) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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