Jack and Jill went up the hill both with a buck and a quarter. Jill came down with 2.50.

Love is fickle.

引用自 kbiz：

Love is fickle.

Eat a pickle.

引用自 Apollo702：

引用自 kbiz：

Love is fickle.

Eat a pickle.

It's not that simple.

引用自 kbiz：

引用自 Apollo702：

Eat a pickle.

It's not that simple.

I am rhyming.


Love is fickle.

Now eat a pickle

And if it costs a nickel

Crack a joke by Don Rickle.

It is by caffine alone I set my mind in motion,
It is by the beans of java that thoughts aquire speed,
the hands develop shaking,
the shaking becomes a warning.
It is by caffine alone I set my mind in motion.

I ate a pickle.

My stomach is churning now.

I ask you to kill me.

引用自 Talby：

It is by caffine alone I set my mind in motion,
It is by the beans of java that thoughts aquire speed,
the hands develop shaking,
the shaking becomes a warning.
It is by caffine alone I set my mind in motion.

Sounds like Christmas spice. And spirit.

引用自 Apollo702：

引用自 kbiz：

It's not that simple.

I am rhyming.

Love is fickle.

Now eat a pickle

And if it costs a nickel

Crack a joke by Don Rickle.

Yeah, I was rhyming like Slim Shady - slightly off. My bad.

引用自 kbiz：

引用自 Apollo702：

I am rhyming.

Love is fickle.

Now eat a pickle

And if it costs a nickel

Crack a joke by Don Rickle.

Yeah, I was rhyming like Slim Shady - slightly off. My bad.

Huh. I wasn't aware of that one. I might have missed it.

Scratches head and does the fingers on the chin thinking gesture.

引用自 Apollo702：

Scratches head and does the fingers on the chin thinking gesture.

You're right. It was a mistake, Ripley. It didn't rhyme.

引用自 El-ChupAcabra：

I lived in every painting of her,
yet in her eyes I was nothing —
just a stain on the canvas
she never meant to keep.

You runied a beautiful poem with your rage, and you made Apollo bounce on your ass.

12:00 AM EST


Despite the rambling of the former (day)
and the dead-white star in the night sky
the mind trolls are digging thier capybara tunnels
and the meadows ARE touched by spider-web dew
the last vigilant diurnal beast falls under the night
the trees melt into dark-mass form
and dreams roam freely in the false-light streets



A Letter From Before


Do I appear closer
now? These words
were once visited
by my consciousness,
but now they stand
empty, until you
momentarily fill
their shell with
your presence.
Believe in me.
Trust me.

引用自 Fajita Jim：

12:00 AM EST


Despite the rambling of the former (day)
and the dead-white star in the night sky
the mind trolls are digging thier capybara tunnels
and the meadows ARE touched by spider-web dew
the last vigilant diurnal beast falls under the night
the trees melt into dark-mass form
and dreams roam freely in the false-light streets



A Letter From Before


Do I appear closer
now? These words
were once visited
by my consciousness,
but now they stand
empty, until you
momentarily fill
their shell with
your presence.
Believe in me.
Trust me.

Sup Fajita jim how are you doing my man, its been awhile

引用自 Fajita Jim：

12:00 AM EST
Despite the rambling of the former (day)
and the dead-white star in the night sky
the mind trolls are digging thier capybara tunnels
and the meadows ARE touched by spider-web dew
the last vigilant diurnal beast falls under the night
the trees melt into dark-mass form
and dreams roam freely in the false-light streets.

A Letter From Before

Do I appear closer
now? These words
were once visited
by my consciousness,
but now they stand
empty, until you
momentarily fill
their shell with
your presence.
Believe in me.
Trust me.

Not bad, Poet Fajita.

Personally, I love your timestamp at the beginning of your post.