Thirdisite: the crow has flown

Sunday, August 28, 2005

everything i did
nothing can erase my love
replace me at will
-j. owen

Anonymous said...: nothing can erase my will
replace me with love.

sounds better this way.; 12:18 PM
Anonymous said...: prick.
write your own fuckin' poem.; 1:31 PM
Anonymous said...: hissing lip wanders
passive gatekeeper jingles
moist dazed pig wailing; 8:31 PM
Anonymous said...: or:

stupid fucker cried
lost his girl & then he tried
died to live a lie.; 10:57 PM
Anonymous said...: oh fuck me.
thats even better than mine!
LOL!; 11:48 PM
Anonymous said...: or:

blame it on demons
whatever you want really
we're just glad she's free; 12:40 AM
Anonymous said...: I think I'll blame it on astral constructs, actually.
LOL!; 12:50 AM
idnami said...: i must say i am a little annoyed that my own poetry has never provoked such lively response. who are you guys anyway?; 1:28 AM
Anonymous said...: Where the wild things go,
The liars dare to follow
Light proves you hollow; 1:56 AM
Nephilim said...: -or-

Stupid little flies
Crawling amongst spiders' web
What did you expect?; 2:03 AM
Nephilim said...: -or-

Shells more like the case
emptiness withered and dry
cannot survive her light; 2:11 AM
Anonymous said...: Ghosts mope, lizards stare
shadows fall, shrieking, romping red
tall illusions squirm; 1:56 PM