Thursday, May 19, 2005

every vestige
of my gullible optimism
has been consumed by
dark intensity

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

ok i just want to say that i love your poetry or whatever you want to call it i think its great i love the one you wrote about the burnt coffee and stuff with just random things in it i write poetry but its nothing like yours (mine kind of makes sence) but it gets published and all that jazz so anyway i think this is pimpin' and i love it it kind of makes you think but i dont know what it makes you think about its different every time so ill c u whenever. peace******

10:33 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

U R SO COOL I LOVE YOU AND YOUR BURNT COFFEE DUDE ITS PIMPIN'!!!


JUST WANNA SAY SUP AND L8ER
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10:35 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

BTW WHAT DOES SOUL NANNERS MEAN??
DO YOU KNOW? DOES ANYONE KNOW? ARE WE SUPPOSED TO KNOW? IS IT DIFFERENT TO EVERYBODY? DOES IT DEPEND ON WHO YOU ARE, WHERE YOU'VE BEEN, WHAT YOU'VE SEEN, WHAE YOU DID? WHAT YOU DO AND DONT UNDERSTAND? IF YOU KNOW YOUR FUTURRE OR HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN IN 5 MINUUTES?
IM JUST KIDDING WITH YOU. BUT SERIOUSLY, WHAT DOES SOUL NANNERS MEAN???????? *******************

10:40 AM  

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