Description: this is one submitted by mail to poetry.com scam by mail in 2008 and it was selected to be recorded on a cd audio poetry collection.i can't say how those who heard the recording thought or felt about it, as i do not know any members of poetry.com scam who purchase their products and i cannot, being on a small fixed income that gets me through month to month, buy the poetry.com scam merchandise.however, in 2007, there was a poetry anthology from from the aforementioned company in which i had 14 poems chosen for publication in the anthology titled, "immortal verses".rather than a scam, poetry.com scam has many featuressuch as daily ones and you have to devote alot of time and self to make use of all that the site in question has to offer for aspiring poets.as an analogy i offer this memory.during 1987-1988 the hottest band in the world, KISS toured for the crazy nights record, and i attended the concert in toronto, a city in the canadian province of ontario, at the no longer existant, maple leaf gardens, former home of NHL team, the toronto maple leafs.in the t-shirt booths there were many styles of kiss t-shirts, some for the entire band such as, "i went crazy with KISS". there were special shirts apart for both gene simmons and paul stanley.and now i get to the point: for the special paul stanley t-shirt, his own personal quote was: life is like sex, the more you put into it, the more you get out of it.does anyone out there comprehend now how that relates to the offers and demands of poetry.com scam?
the rememberer -------------------------------------------
the rememberer, and the remembered
did it all come as a shock to you?
now you see it; now you don't
it once could have, but now it won't
way back then is right now again
as taken then on an issuicide deathride
touch the past as only i can so
have i not the only way to say?
make the doorway close on the inside
halfway doesn't do it. all the way is it
death is no mere reminder, as only very close
over the top at the front, and never to die
say technikal extasie on paranoid sabotage
you'll not change me, a backstreet kid
warmachine of the night, a killer
raised from death to live again after
time for living and dying never ever
disenchanted my sweet cyanide bride?
taking it all over again, as way back then
in remembrance of the first instance