Post Stream-of-Consciousness Poetry

[CordedWhelp]

Hyberborean glance upon a self-realizing spectral eye
the hooded men gather upon a rock
sordid
living in shadows the dead carelessly dance upon the undertow
which fisherman shall cast their nets?

Jiving in the worst way
living eyes of fire call
this language is like a snake
and this catalyst of mine
moving in a cloud of ice
Cataclysm upon your ego
Turn Back
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[Colonel Frank Grimes]

magical hippie Georgie-poo hungry shrimp want so hungry Quick check maybe mask tv ace of spade not song gotta go gotta go models slap happy so hungry sleep no maybe

[CordedWhelp]

Bump.

Heh...I think this really is a useful tool to see what goes on in the minds of TA members...

[amerinese]

Rinder Rouladen.
It was the bomb-diggity.
Also creamed spinach.

[CordedWhelp]

A last wee bump and I give up...

C'mon, this is a neat excercise...

[Harkonnen]

Is this supposed to be some sort of faggit convention or what?

[CordedWhelp]

Is this supposed to be some sort of faggit convention or what?

That is precisely what this is. A "faggit" convention.

Unless that is supposed to be poetry. In that case: Bravo?

[Harkonnen]

I can be whatever you want me to be babe

[lI]

A last wee bump and I give up...

C'mon, this is a neat excercise...

Tempting but English doesn't suit poetry and if I'll write in my mother tongue nobody will understand : P

[Harkonnen]

Tempting but English doesn't suit poetry and if I'll write in my mother tongue nobody will understand : P

Then go ahead. Don't let me scare you.