Description: i think elite has given up on me. i only get ransakled by prebuscent girls taht think jealousy is a colour. i would try the bow river, but the water's too cold, stop messing around.
you tell me what good poetry is, i'll suck you off.
now GO.
i failed my piano exam will you still love me? -------------------------------------------
elliott smith makes me sad because he killed himself.
so david where are you going?
i'm heading to the north where the trees don't grow.
because being surrounded by the dead will make me feel so alive.
i know what you mean. then stay with me. stay between my legs.
i'll make you meals out of soy sauce and ketchup. i'll read to you po-e-try. i'll love you more more more than . mary and baby jesus.
never heard of them. me neither. i made that one up. don't matter. i love you more.
the only thing that I liked in this was the line where being with the dead will make me feel alive, the rest was so off the wall and retarded it wasn't even funny. Does this have any meaning to it? what the hell were you trying to say? Is there a point to this? I'll tell you what good poetry is:
Good poetry is something that makes you feel deep emotions that you keep buried so FuCkIn deep that nothing would ever let them resurface. then you read a solid piece of poetry and it makes you reel with emotion.
Good poetry makes you laugh out loud, good poetry makes you think about the existence of man and nature and the opposite parrallels of the human mind and all it's power. thats what it is...and i'm very sorry...but if you can start a poem off with a line that someone killed himself and then turn it into a piece of crap, cause recently I had a friend kill himself, if you would have kept going with this, it would have been fine.