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Dark Enchantress Senior Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 1258meet Morgana |
Drip, drip.. Executioner’s Song, I Shook his Hand Here we go Again Take a hit For the Team, In my bath tub, Naked, I land Brown water, Wash my Skin clean, Drip, drip.. Sewing the Seams Drip, drip.. Paper doll, I’m a Paper doll – Rumplestilskin Rumplestilskin 5.31.02 – 9:45 p.m. [Jaime] |
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico |
WEIRD!!!!!!! *shivers* I'm in love with it. Mi oh my oh! Simply splendid poem....confusing, and I think I sorta-semi-kind-maybe-got-it.....but reassurance would aid me in knowing with whether or not my assumptions are correct. Regardless though, awesome piece.  I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust. |
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Marshalzu 
since 2001-02-15
Posts 2681Lurking |
This is such a wonderful poem, I really enjoyed reading it, the simplicity leaves much to the imagination of the reader but it still has incredible imagery  "Pretend inferiority and encourage his arrogance." |
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Dark Enchantress Senior Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 1258meet Morgana |
Well, tell me what you thought Javi and I'll tell you whether or not you got it. Personally I think it's unimportant what I say it should be, but if you want some reassurance then I'll give it to you. Thanks.... the both of you. [Jaime] "I think I would like to call myself 'the girl who wanted to be God'." Sylvia Plath [This message has been edited by Dark Enchantress (06-06-2002 06:28 PM).] |
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MidnightSon Member
since 2002-05-15
Posts 312between the gutter & the stars |
this one's got a style all its own. the words read like they're dripping... fast at some points, slower at others when the fatter globs drip down. i like it. i dig it.  no one should suffer alone in a bathtub. it's a horrible place to suffer that song... but then, that's a bit hypocritical of me. "The soul is oftentimes a battlefield where reason and judgement wage war on passion and appetite." |
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fearing-laughter Senior Member
since 2001-04-24
Posts 605land of cheese (Wisconsin) |
hey, holy stoned purple monkeys in a basket, i loved it! that's kind of weird to say about such an odd piece but oh well. the words do appear to drip...and they're still sort of flying around in my mind. so again i shall say this was a pretty cool piece. good job good job. -bergundy maybe i'll catch fire, something nice to warm me. something pure to burn away the darkness, that hides inside my mind. -alkaline trio- |
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ericaisamonkey Member
since 2002-04-04
Posts 51A little town north of nowhere |
all i can say is WOW!!! nicely done!! bravo bravo...lol. great poem, its simple but sophisticated at the same time. I don't think I fully understood it though. The ending kind of has me wondering "rumplestiltskin rumplestiltskin" but the entire poem put me in awe. great work!  *Erica* |
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blakloks Member
since 2002-06-01
Posts 60 |
all i can say is this looks like a poem i might study in lit ...itz nicely confusing and really really deep and layered.....greAT. |
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xShUgArHiGhx
since 2000-09-26
Posts 3150tRyIn tO fIt iN2 mY oWn ShoEs |
Amazing write!!! Deep and confusing to the naked eye...just begging to be examined!!! I loved it so much. Sometimes I get so weird |
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