Sleuth's Poetry Thread

Started by Sleuth, November 18, 2004, 10:51:30 PM

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Sleuth

This is a thread where you post all of your poems for me to read
I like to hug dogs

pete

sleuth sleuth
you so fine
you so fine you
blow my mind
"Tragedy is a close-up; comedy, a long shot."
- Buster Keaton

mutinyco

Quote from: petesleuth sleuth
you so fine
you so fine you
blow my mind

Toni Basil must be rolling in her fat cheerleader outfit right now.
"I believe in this, and it's been tested by research: he who fucks nuns will later join the church."

-St. Joe

Pubrick

Quote from: mutinyco
Quote from: petesleuth sleuth
you so fine
you so fine you
blow my mind

Toni Basil must be rolling in her fat cheerleader outfit right now.
yeah, she sung the song.
under the paving stones.

RegularKarate

Sleuth, living prooth
you can't hold down the man with the gold tooth

Myxo

1 pre-immanent cyber 10 jack 11 is counting 100

we all want to know what it feels like
to be a socket plug

we close our eyes and our jaws yawn
uncontrollably

the foreground ripples into the background
and just before it widens

the world narrows into a vanishing point
on a canvas

billy collins spoke of it as the nostril
of an ant

we do not speak of it

but I have come so what you may know this
the painter has fallen asleep

long ago he gave up his brushes for a keyboard
his canvas for a monitor and his mice for a mouse

life art life work art life depression art life art scream qi
drifting and dreaming the painter cannot see the world or the orifice

0r1f1cal punks sl1p 1ns1de the animation
the c010rs have been cleaned w1th w1ndex by the jap0nese-we blend 1nt0 a c1tyscape

there 1s n0 100king glass and next door someone is raping alice
there 1s n0 w0nderland and we say to ourselves that this is not me and I like it

there is no Qi. but, I can feel it in the amps, the volts, the hohms, the ring, the decibels of
this broad place-engarde and guard and safety and numbers

download the oral culture, the replacement of books, the bandwagon-
the genre of all is cyber punk. we are all named Jack and playing a role

I will be the one with the pointy ears, you can be the one raping alice. our mothers are the
princesses, their husbands are their captors. come with me and join our party if you want t0 save them

do not ride the horses here, do not do the dances here, do not kiss the toads in this place and do not do the do nots

come again and this will all make sense like windows millennium, like ipaq, like intranet

NEON MERCURY

my penis turned into a jalepeno pepper, oui!

one late friday night
i got so drunk my liver went tight

i grabbed me a fire roasted bitch by the hair like a caveman would
do i take advantage of her?--yes i should

i gave her some onion rings
and i starts to sings
a melody about my bling

she starts to get wet
sweet lil pet
dont be upset
you will not regret
its all set
i cant believe i took this bet
i would rather have fucked boba fett

i smashed her face with a blue leaf
as i ride her she screams "hail to the chief"
instant relief

ono

*snaps fingers*

Groovy, man.  I dig.

Stefen

Sleuth, you suck!!
IDIOT!
i hate you.

TAKE ME BACK.
Falling in love is the greatest joy in life. Followed closely by sneaking into a gated community late at night and firing a gun into the air.

Sleuth

Myxo and Neon are the only ones who understood the thread!  The rest of you are banned!  but also, I decided that poetry is not for me
I like to hug dogs

RegularKarate

You're the one that didn't understand.  I wrote that poem three years ago.  It's about my dad when he was in the circus and an alchoholic.

cine

Fuck you Sleuth.

You insensitive prick.

Gamblour.

Sleuth is not for me
He disses poetry

About drunk dads
It is so sads

And Sleuth still won't return my calls, YOU FUCKING SONOFABITCH!!!

die.

(emotion was involved, be careful)
WWPTAD?

Sleuth

I like to hug dogs

NEON MERCURY

on the ironing board[/u]


is where we made the immaculate conception
as i  first ecountered my erection
with the cum injection
ultrasound our creation
hope it passes your inspection
your sauce like pussy quivering with acception
it all ends with my volcanic eruption.


four years later
aunt mashima lowered our equater
do you fancy a drag queen or james spader?

poverty roll call
"yes", right down the hall
income on the fall
no home for us at all
pulse slowing to a c...r....a...w....l.
drunk momma feeling AWOL


needle arm
cause for alarm
this family once had charm
now they are part of the decaying american farm
....who ever thought fucking would cause such harm?