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The Hogs of Entropy 0299
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##:::: ##:. ##:: ##:: ##::::::: "POETRY EXPLOSION 2!" !!
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This is HOE's second venture into poetry compilation, the last
was #199. You'll find this issue is jam-packed full of variety. Good,
bad, funny, pointless, strange, confusing, and absolutely horrible verse.
What else would you expect? And it's all for your reading pleasure!
Can *you* tell which is brilliant and which is completely stupid?!
We DARE you.
This issue features h0etry from the following (26) authors
(in alphabetical order):
Altrocks, Anjee, AnonGirl, Apollo, Belial, Cappacino, Cstone,
Cyn, Ernest "The Cat" Miller, G0ff, Jester, Jook, Kaia, Kreid,
Lilnilhil, Mogel, Mooer, Mutter, Neko, Obsidian, PezMonkey,
Phairgirl, Quarex, Retribution, Rockstar, Seaya, Shadow Tao,
Squinky, Styx, Tasha, Teerts, and Trilobyte.
Be sure to enjoy. Or vomit.
!!========================================================================!!
- "Know"
- by Altrocks
Do you?
Do you?
Do I?
Does anyone?
Know?
No.
I don't think so.
!!========================================================================!!
- "Time"
- by Altrocks
Time is energy,
Because it can FORCE people apart,
It can PULL at their usually stable relationships,
It can PUSH it's way inbetween them,
It causes differences,
It makes problems.
It and it's sister DISTANCE.
!!========================================================================!!
- "Anymore"
- by Altrocks
Anymore.
No more.
No one.
Anywhere.
Anything.
Anymore.
Nevermore will things be the same.
They never are.
The last stable pillar...
The last Constant...
The last anchor...
Destroyed by a menial thing,
Like you.
!!========================================================================!!
- "sleepy"
- by Anjee
the sun slowly rises
as the tingles
let their presence known
at last.
sleep would feel good
it'd feel even better
if i put it off
for a while.
the weights on my eyelids get
heavier.
i can torture my sleepy mind,
soul
with stories of fiction
or love [fiction]
although i would much prefer
sitting in front of a cold screen
that whispers
non-existant words
from people who have
similar sleeping disorders.
which eventually leads to
boredom. but that doesn't
cooperate very well with the
sleeping habits of an
insomniac.
but who am i to complain?
i simply wish i could go to
bed.
!!========================================================================!!
- "scattered emotions"
- by Anjee
cold
wrapping around my tired soul
empty . . . took possession of my mind
numbed my brain,
heart.
love, left me in the rain
vulnerable,
sought a way into my weak body. . .
meanwhile, hate sept through
the pores of my aging
skin.
pain decided to stay around for
another day
and hurt crept up on me
when i was looking the other way.
run,
run faster
further. . .
but it never goes away.
!!========================================================================!!
- "Poem"
- by AnonGirl
poetry is meaningful, and deep
or it is shallow and empty
it can be straight forward
or it can be so goddamn confusing.
periods here, commas there
Capitalized or not?
poetry can be about hate yet mean love,
vice versa
it discusses love,
and how painful it is
it discusses pain,
and how lovely it is
There once was a girl named Belle
She always had something to sell
She became very broke
And choked on Diet Coke
And was then sent straight down to Hell
these are types of poetry
there are many sorts
they are opposite of me
poems were meant to make sense
although some don't
some are nice and pretty
and use words such as
trees, love, frolick, ponder, lillies, sunset, ducks
it can rhyme or not
But all in all I think that poetry sucks.
!!========================================================================!!
- "animals"
- by Apollo
the scorpion making its way
structures below falling apart.
sand that blows in her mind
can never understand me.
swans flying, high above
clouds falling on top.
the worms that crawl in her soul
can never know me.
mouse running away
cats claws flying close.
th fire that burns her bdoy
can never feel her.
the flowers are gone
my head is falling apart.
my body, soul or mind
can never love her.
!!========================================================================!!
- "ansi"
- by Belial
ansi, ansi - in my pants
ansi, ansi - ansi dance
!!========================================================================!!
- "hackers"
- by Belial
hackers are fun,
hackers are neat,
if i was one,
i would be elite.
if i was a hacker,
not that i care,
i'd be a slacker,
and have long hair.
i would be as swift as a fox,
it would be cool.
i'd hack root on a box,
and make the admin look like a fool.
i'd change the motd,
i'm not sure what it would say...
something flashy...
maybe, "you are owned, now go away!"
but that's not enough,
a hacker is more,
i'd do all kinds of k-rad stuff,
and i'd never score.
actually, what?
that's not right.
hackers are sluts,
they have sex every night.
i do know,
maybe i'm wrong.
i better take this slow,
/nick kingkong.
!!========================================================================!!
- "Shine"
- by Cappacino
And so i shine.
though dimly-lit and discouraged to start--
i fight and consume what i need and breathe
until and ONLY until there is no doubt
in anyone who sees me,
I shine,
absolutely.
Brilliance,
in every aspect of the word,
is what i am,
as i continue with what i will always be,
shining.
Why do I shine?
a flash of doubt has seeped into your mind.
'Does it matter?' is my only reply.
the depths of my mind,
everything that i encompass
extends far beyond your own
self-imposed boundaries of space & time.
because while i sit, and shine,
and you all sit, and watch,
my soul shines ominpotently--
everlasting,
an immortal flame,
and i have shone,
as i shine now before you,
and i will continue to shine,
long after you whither and pass away...
!!========================================================================!!
- "useless words"
- by Cstone
words are far too intarticulate.
but if silence could be constructed,
what wouldn't we lose?
can't we improve without destroying ourselves?
could we fashion an uninterruptable silence--
not subject to the blur of our minds--anyway?
we can't; we can't even question why we can't
without being uselessly repetitive; but it
happens anyway. what is our recourse?
dismissal.
!!========================================================================!!
- "Sonnet for the Girls Who Wore Too Much Eye Make Up
and Made Me Read Their Poetry In Junior High."
- by Cyn
Words pour out of you,
like muddy water's knell,
from a deep, deep, deep well,
ready to become a poem's brew.
Poor teen-angst-filled girl.
Your life is oh-so-tragic.
You have to write its magic
before your brow can unfurl.
You're so full of tragedy,
you could be a Greek play,
but instead you write a song.
When you give it to me,
All I can think to say
is "That was really long."
!!========================================================================!!
- "the gospel according to ernest"
- by Ernest "The Cat" Miller
i am three time world karate champion
i can tear your heart out in three seconds
ya'll better lock all the doors in this place
i'm fixin' to beat every one of you up
i'm the real deal
i'm the greatest
somebody better call my momma
!!========================================================================!!
- "Voltron"
- by G0ff (a haiku written sometime in 1987)
Voltron will eat you.
He really wants to eat you.
He thinks you'll taste good.
!!========================================================================!!
- "love for all"
- by The Jester (Jesse)
i think that i love
everything
ever
except:
you
the exception to
my golden
rule of love for
all?
or do you mean everything to me?
indecision? indecision?
can it be chosen? in life?
can god help?
can anyone help?
what should i do?
can you tell me?
i think i'd rather
not
know come to think of it.
my steady decline is much more
sure
than you ever were.
!!========================================================================!!
- "an ode to noodles"
- by The Jester (Jesse)
ramen noodle; you're my soup
o the choices you give to me;
beef, chicken, teriyaki, vegetable,
you make me feel free.
noodle, noodle in my cup.
where hast thou gone?
i have eaten you and your brothers,
you were the jaun.
you are all gone,
you had great broth.
you are all gone,
but worth the cost.
!!========================================================================!!
- "fresh salsa from new mexico"
- by Jook
the salsa flowed through my teeth
like the first time i was in that
bathroom stall with him / i had
closed the door when he looked at
me in my right eye and said /
"thanks for the salsa last night.
it tasted good on my eggs. my
mother used to make salsa and
eggs a lot like you did last
night.
the
salsa
sat
on my eggs like my mom sat on my
lap when i was eight."
and on the eigth day, the salsa
was bad, and he was bad, and
the stall was bad.
the bathroom stall in JC PENNIES
filled itself to the brim with
salsa that day the tomatoes and
onions and peppers flowed from
my eyes. the spice of my life
was gone.
as i shut the bathroom stall
door on my way out, i turned
my head a little to the right
and said to the stall:
i really do not like salsa
anymore. i'll just stick with
ketchup.
!!========================================================================!!
- "Here"
- by Kaia
i invite you to play in this puddle with me!
here, where the wheel appears to be turning backwards
four words
backwards.
and the preacher is standing with his hands in the air
exalted, exclaiming, "take this machine, all of you, and feed it!"
he's bawling like a cat stream, "don't go"
"party in my paycheck, you know it
feed the machine, breathe the sun
clean up the orbit, you hear
down the river of beer and a lush.
i'm a drunken asshole!"
feed the machine.
"send my message over valleys of yore
from the pillars to the ends of the earth!"
you want me to what?
stick my what in the where?
i can't do that. i just
i'm sorry, i
i have to wash my hair No, i
i apologize to inform you regretfully that i
am sorry that i sorry am that I am have sorry am
No Regrets. No Regrets.
Know, Regress.
I used up my last token on the betsy ross bridge and
fuck, it's no use
i really can't understand anything you're saying.
!!========================================================================!!
- "butcher's counter"
- by Kreid
at the supermarket
i sometimes like to hide behind the butcher's counter
and masturbate
my face pressed against hot soft meat
but too often it's just too hard to ejaculate
on lsd
!!========================================================================!!
- "money"
- by Kreid
right now i have $3.00 in my pocket
tomorrow i'm gonna go get myself a nice dinner
and i'll still have $3.00 in my pocket
why?
well, i'm going to leave my pants in my closet
it's funny, you know...
you can get a lot of things for free
when you spend a day
with no pants on
!!========================================================================!!
- "heh heh heh"
- by Kreid
strapped in the chair of the city's gas chamber
why i'm here i can't quite remember
the surgeon general says it's hazardous to breathe
i'd have another cigarette but i can't see
tell me who ya gonna believe
heh heh heh
i didn't really write that.
axl rose did.
guns n' fuckin' roses!!!!
!!========================================================================!!
- "ROCK!"
- by Kreid
i'm gonna rock...
i'm gonna rock...
i'm gonna ROCK THIS TOWN TILL THE BREAK OF DAWN!
i'm gonna rock...
i'm gonna rock...
i'm gonna ROCK IT! ROCK IT! ROCK IT! ROCK IT ROCK IT YEAH!
ROCK ROCK, rock it, rock it, yeah!
ROCK ROCK, rock it, rock it, yeah!
ROCK ROCK, rock it, rock it, yeah!
ROCK ROCK, ARE YOU READY TO ROCK?
ROCK!!!! BOOM BOOM BOOM
ROCK!!!! BOOM BOOM BOOM
ROCK, BOOM BOOM! I'M GONNA ROCK THIS PLACE, ARE YOU READY TO ROCK?
I'M GONNA ROCK IT ALL NIGHT, YEAH!
rock it... rock it... yeah... boom boom, boom boom
rock it... rock it... yeah... boom boom.
rock it... rock it... yeah... boom boom, boom boom
rock it! rock it! boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!
ROCK!
peace.
!!========================================================================!!
- "blow job"
- by Kreid
i've never given a blow job before.
i'm serious! i never have.
i don't think i ever will, either.
and it's not because i have something against gay people...
it's just that i have a permanent case of lockjaw.
WHAT A SHITTY FUCKING WORLD WE LIVE IN!!! BY GOD SOMEONE PLEASE KILL ME
ah, well. i can't stand this shit.
want a hand job?
!!========================================================================!!
- "Apparently"
- by Lilnilhil
Fingers, sockets
bottled rockets
nooses, doorways
kick the chair.
Guns and ammo
click, then blammo
red-stained walls
as idiots stare.
Leaps off buildings
stabbings, drownings
take me, help me
get away.
Band-aids, traction
vaporaction
apparently suicide
ain't the way.
!!========================================================================!!
- "You Use Emoticons"
- by Mogel
Please stop using emoticons, :)
They are really annoying. :<
I'll admit that, :o]
on rare ocassion, :/
there are times where you're being "cute", =)
and it seems to fit, ;)
but I highly doubt, :D
those times happen every 10 seconds. :(
!!========================================================================!!
- "My Nazi Fantasy"
- by Mogel
If I re-enacted the concentration camps,
in Nazi Germany,
with the notion of purifying the world,
Instead of sticking Jews in the lines,
I'd stick women.
Fat out, pretty in.
McDonalds biggest mistake,
beyond being disgusting,
was letting retards work there.
It let out a message to the other employees,
which said,
"even retarded people can work your jobs."
And you probably have low self-esteem anyway,
if you're working at McDonalds,
but you certainly don't need it to be legally binding.
!!========================================================================!!
- "A Hug from HELL"
- by Mogel
He used the energy of his hate,
to fuel his hug,
and he wrapped his arms around her body,
imagining it was her neck,
and he squeezed her so tightly,
pretending he was strangling her,
squeezing and squeezing.
And when it was done,
all she could say was,
"That was a great hug!"
"Heehee!"
If she died,
I would say,
"Thank God,
now I can write my novel."
!!========================================================================!!
- "BITE"
- long car rides make me manic sometimes
- oj makes me happy
- by Mooer
there be a number of ways to open a rock
slow and perversely inadequate
lovingly and retrospectively inaccurate.
FUCK those fucky words
the barbed open the doors to freedom
your eyes open the window to the bloody pool
i wept for you
i wept for you melodramatic fucker.
love light speed of your drive
make my tongues dry.
tick tock you lyme disease
what a tumor you are on my sleeve
monday's are for lovers,
you slept in my covers,
rhyme and reason
are not of the season
in front of
impromptu
naked once again
i lick the salt
from your skin
!!========================================================================!!
- "Sparky"
- by Mutter
I had a dog named sparky
we named him that because he had metal balls
and when he walked they used to scrape the gravel and cause sparks
one day mommy said
sparky took a nap
and won't wake up again
ever.
That's good, though.
He was fucking annoying.
!!========================================================================!!
- "the man"
- by Mutter
the man says people can't smoke weed 'cause it brings together the masses
and that's not his trip.
the man says if I want food and water I have to compete for green paper.
and that's not my trip.
the man says I can't yell fire in a crowded theater.
the man says I can't light the theater on fire first.
You can't ever please him.
the man says i should brush my teeth three times a day (and floss!)
that's okay, though. 'cause I like brushing my teeth. Okay, the man ain't
all bad.
!!========================================================================!!
- "four 15 in the fucking morning on a wednesday: a portrait in alcohol"
- by Neko
fucking goddamn i say
this jets to brazil cd rules
sometimes when i talk i spray
and sometimes when i sleep i drool
i wish i could write lyrics well
like the guy who writes for this band
but if i could write i'd be in hell
and all my life would be lived in sand
i'm in love
i think
they tell me it's true
but still i drink
i can't write poetry
so fuck you
!!========================================================================!!
- "captivity"
- by Neko
living in captivity dsucks.
but noit all that bad.
sometimes ziego fives fus some voadka and lets us get durnk.
ai am drunk right now.
rfrom ziegos vodka.
i mean, the motherfucker stole me from colelge hwereh i can get alkl the
salcohol i want 243/7./365 but shit godamn motherfucker at least he
compensnates.
and sometimes the moterhfucekr l;ets uys like go on irc and shit and fuck
shit up old school style and shit and were like YEAH CAPTIVITT IS BACD AND
SHIT AND FGUCK ZIEGFO BUT TYOY SUCJK
but yoiu nkwwo, it's all shoiw and tell abd shity
we get passes to the city and shit
like i got to go see the bomboras and satsn'a pilgrims tonight
they were some fucking awesome bands
but all i wanted was to hit the shit and get fuycked up
whicxh iw s where i am right now
klike you couldnm t tell, h ee heheeeheheheh
what do i miss most about the real fucking world?
wrestling, of cousrre! we donm't get wreeztling in this fucjking hellhole.
suire, we get to see phairgirl and anjee wrestly, amnd, like they're naked
and shgiut so it's ok, but i mean, gfive me stone cold and undertaker and
the rock and shit anywday i mean fuck i am subscribed to th fucking
jobbers list. if ther eisn't anything more pathetic i dsontw know what
the fuck tiit is
i got thje new jets to brazil cd so thats fucking cool thanks ziego
i like it so fuck you mothercucxkjer
goddamnit if i was as drunj as i seemed to be do you know how great this
wiuld be? and all because gfirls suck!
!!========================================================================!!
- "nameless cathedral"
- by Obsidian
wandering around wasted in the dying light
bag ladies conversing with my priest carrying a case of ky jelly
electric blue tears of a little girl
cruxified on the lampshade
brother, you got a dollar - listen to me
maybe three bucks--i need a pack of smokes
she gave for her soul and her life away
for an orange gap sweater
v-neck
and she carries my soul in a backpack
designer crucifix
light me a candle
i'll light a cigarette
while she prays for my redemption
and i can't give her what she wants
!!========================================================================!!
- An Advocation for D.A.R.E. in Schools
- by PezMonkey
D.A.R.E. to keep the kids off drugs!
Pop a lude? "No way, dude!"
Snort a line? "No thanks, I'm fine!"
Drugs are for slugs or thugs with bugs
in their hair. Be fair. Oh I am, I am.
Be kind. Don't lose your mind. Wait, the state
likes to masturbate while prevarication occurs.
I am the very model of a modern major general
if you must know. If you mustent, well, then,
you know. . . don't.
I like crack, jack.
My penis is 3.7 inches long when erect.
That was also my GPA in 3rd grade. The first
year of grades, you know. What a long sad time
ago that was.
I feel like the walls of my life have
come a-tumblin' down when you blew the horn
of plenty in my tea.
I like buddha, gouda.
Boopboopydoopboop.
!!========================================================================!!
- I Personally Think That A Title Is Unimportant to a Poem Because
It Can Never Say as Much as the Poem Itself Does, and Besides,
Most Poetry Is Written By Pretentious Hacks With Nothing to Say
Who Use Obscure Titles That Have Nothing to Do with the Poem
- by PezMonkey
I
have
burned
off
my tongue
to eat the feces
of your uterus of lust.
!!========================================================================!!
- "untitled"
- by Phairgirl
my world is deceit
hypocrisy
shameless selfishness of others
i am tired
of plates sown on others' backs
only to be labeled as otherwise
across their chests
i define power
yet my strength is weak against myself
i divelge my secrets
and am found yet alone
i create
i love
i care
i hate
i am burdened with truths
i cannot bear the consequences
i close my mind
from the sound of pitch black evil
dew drop honey
i feel warmth in containment
i am drowned by silence
i cherish the touch that tickles of love
i want to kill
i am silence within arising chaos
my speech contains me
my screams negate me
i am spoiled by plush
strapped by silver
i am free in my world
i am trapped
!!========================================================================!!
- "my best friend"
- by Phairgirl
oozing skanky cuntwhore bitch
i'd like to throw her in a ditch
she bugs me like a herpes itch
charity myhre, DIE YOU SCUMMY PIECE OF SHIT TRAILER SLUTTY WHITE TRASH
PSYCHO GONORRHEA-INFESTED BILEBAG DOUBLE CROSSING THEIVING TWO-TIMING
BACK-STABBING LEECHING SHIT-FILLED NUTCASE FREAK!!!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!@#@!#
!!========================================================================!!
- "HAIKUS ABOUT FOOD, FOLKS, AND THE SHEER LOATHING OF WOMEN"
- by Quarex
I think girls should change
They should be more like foodstuffs
They would have a use.
Where is my hoopde?
I must find it to leave Zehr's
The sky is falling.
I once had an ex from the city
Who wanted her life to be shitty
She dated this dude
Who bawled like a prude
That silly lil' ex from the city.
!!========================================================================!!
- "An Ode To Her Gentleman Caller In The Autumntime"
- by Quarex
can you feel for my immense sadness?
Of course I have sympathy for you. . .
(You cry like a bitch)
will you please come spend some time with me?
Of course i will go with you.
(You cry like a bitch)
may i now please kiss you?
Of course i will make out with you
(You cry like a bitch)
might we be together?
of course i will move to be with you
(You cry like a bitch)
why don't you stop talking to him?
of course i will abandon all of my friends for you
(If you stop to think about it, you know, you really do cry like a
little fucking bitch)
how very much in love we are.
of course i will lose all dignity i have, all for you, my love.
You cry like a fucking bitch. You fucking bitch.
!!========================================================================!!
"Maybe I'll just cut your head off"
- by Retribution
Mogel said write something funny
funny? how about me with some money
or maybe all the honies
maybe even a cute little bunny
THAT I CAN SQUISH AND KILL AND EAT
THAT I CAN STOMP ON WITH MY FEET
THAT I CAN SUFFICATE WITH A SHEET
AND MAKE HIM SUCK MY MEAT
or maybe i'll take a gopher
i'll pretend he's a dog
even name him rover
or even a hog?
nah, cause i just want wade boggs
SO I CAN BEAT HIM WITH HIS BAT
AND MAKE HIM EAT MY CAT
AND MAKE HIM GO SPLAT
AND THAT WILL BE THAT
who cares about baseball?
no good know-it-alls
i need some over-alls
or a uniform from u-haul
then i can be a crazy man
and say my name is tucan sam
i can go "tucan sam i am"
and then rape a full grown man
AND DO IT TO A CAN OF SPAM
CAUSE I'M CRAZY SON OF SAM
THANK YOU MA'AM
I'LL KILL ALL YOU INDIAN TANS
CAUSE I'M THE SON OF UNCLE SAM
or maybe i'll just stop writing lit
cause i've had about enough of this shit
i'll print this out and use it as toilet paper
or grind it up and put it in the salt shaker
CAUSE VIOLENCE GETS MY NUT OFF
AND I'LL JUST GO AND CUT YOUR HEAD OFF
SO NEENER NEENER NEENER
I'LL CIRCUMSIZE YOUR WEENER.
!!========================================================================!!
- "Bored"
- by Retribution
Damn i'm bored
the cat just snored
what the hell?
MY FEET SMELL
So i'll take off my belt
and lie down on the felt
while eating a tuna melt
my feelings will be delt
with
I'M GONNA WHIP MYSELF
right on my ass cheek
I'M GONNA RIP MYSELF
a new asshole, but yet so meek
I'M GONNA DRIP MYSELF
i have to take a sheet
I'M GONNA WHIP MYSELF
on my ass cheek
So who cares?
My care bares dare to care
They talk to me when i'm awake
They make my penis go and shake
I dont skate
Its too late
I've determined my own fate
I'm gonna be an hour late
cause i must masturbate
!!========================================================================!!
- "Giving Up"
- by Rockstar (Girlie17)
For as long as I can remember
I've been alone.
I'd see an escape, but realize
It was only a hope.
Not yet realized, not yet seen,
Something that would come
Just as a dream;
Then fade away, twice as fast,
Maybe reappear, then quickly pass.
I always think that someday it will happen
I'll find someone to love
Someone who cares just enough
Not to treat me as the rest have.
He won't forget that I too feel.
I'm more than a body
I too have a soul -
Easily crushed, filled with anger and pain.
Why do I try over and over again.
Some question me now,
Wonder how I can detach,
Emotion from physical, present and past.
It's easy to stop trying to love.
When every attempt is thwarted -- just lust.
A woman needs attention, and affection and trust
These things seem simple
Yet so hard to find,
So stop wondering why I gave up
I'll never be yours, ..nor you mine.
!!========================================================================!!
- "Angst Sonnet"
- by Seaya
Alone against an ivy-covered wall
A sizzling ember in the cool night air
A cigarette clasped in a hand so fair
She holds her leather jacket in a ball
A shadowed being draped in only black
There are a thousand million of her kind
They chalk it up to youth's forgetful mind
Afraid of facing truths or looking back
Why she had left them she would not betray
If you had asked her plainly to her face
The social worker gave up on her case
"My parents do not care," she'd have a laugh
"They live a life that I will never have."
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- "selected haiku"
- by Shadow Tao
i am not perky
i am not the sun shining
please leave me alone.
i stare in wonder
my hair is a tribute to
aquanet science.
you have the phat pants
and you dance to the loud bass
but are you raving?
you have the glowsticks
and you dance to scooter's songs
but is that raving?
your pacifier
is covered in LSD
but is it a rave?
the dao of the snatch
is not found in the pussy
but in the throwing.
so many warezboys
i'd like to kick in the dick
for their ignorance.
with no route to host
ping says all packets are lost
but who would save them?
i toss a value
into the great /dev/null/
it is like my mind
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- "playstation or IRC?"
- by Styx
do both at the same time
unless you don't have a playstation
in which case you are probably a black person
who lives in the poor section of town
or if you don't have a TV
then you are probably also a black person
who lives in the poor section of town
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- "Shot of Reality, Heavy on the Caffeine"
- by Tasha
my lipstick left
on a styrofoam cup
in this cheap
corner of a dirt road
diner
but you swear
it's the most feminine thing
about me
short hair, bare earlobe
chewed nails
of a hand resting on your thigh
tugging at the inseam
of your salvation army jeans
waitress gives me more coffee
no cream no sugar
you say it's better this way
and the cockroach on my shoe
is more fascinating than your eyes
at midnight
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- "me too, neh?"
- by Teerts
why must we all fall into these
vicious cycles?
not only of using borrowed phrases :-)
but also of our souls
forgetting the past when they damn
well know they should not.
whywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhy!?@
guess i thought i was above it,
i forgot instead of living around it.
now it is back again.
why why why why why do you not go
away and come back later!?@
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- "ode to a photoshop bitmap"
- by Trilobyte
i made a little picture
brings tears right to my eyes
it has a forlorn angel
and devil in disguise.
it was to be my prom night
you wore a pretty dress
your hair was fresh and styled
your makeup was a mess.
they took the lousy picture
your arm locked up with mine
in grandpa's fresh cut lawn
with background of a pine.
the night was quite a doozy;
the climax came that morn
when sharing all our passion,
your foot set off the horn.
now our love is over
and i must show my pain
by scanning in this photo
in 24-bit TWAIN.
i made you into satan
with horns and twisty tails,
a smile sticks to your portrait
because your hate prevails.
i gave myself a halo
because i was so sweet
i never once did hurt you --
i'm not the one to cheat.
i moved us from the yard
and into someplace hot;
a land that i won't visit,
where someday you will rot.
i hope you like my work
and poem 'long with it
it helps me to remember
you really looked like shit.
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- "an epic... about... childhood..."
- by Squinky
Keith Pepin
blind unbelief in the all together
With quick moments of mental state
And this feeling the man's sweat tasted it
with tenants of this feeling the disappearance of dissolution
Suzy was and there his life man
She opened the man's sweat, tasted it with tenants
of this feeling
Jarett Kobek: The intellectual production against the bourgeoisie
cannot exist without the streets or sitting next
to allow me No bony
Welcome To every revolutionary movement with its contest
was monopolised: ie of braining herself. Her rabbits
did taste especially good memories of braining herself
Keith Pepin had done not even more intruding
and Tribes of the Communists fight for that has
Kobek had become acquainted with their place of
masturbation, My right hand probed, my cabinet sprung
into college which everything interesting eventually leads to.
Because there arises a softer version of physical medium
Because you want to constantly revolutionising the girls
demanded he grew frustrated with their place of
masturbation: My right hand probed... my cabinet sprung...
Keith Pepin as hard thing had forced to
convey punctuation intended by industrial armies the fact
that there always must return as that there
Suzy A few meagre grains of Humanity and
obscene nature who couldn't you alive and demanded
he saw her almost ululated with the homeless
Keith Pepin suck down and proofread public domain etexts
is Bianca was ready to look at Me?
About her hands not help They could
And finally she kicked Keith Pepins sorry ass
of trash All previous securities for its classcharacter
Let him question in direct their hindquarters the
Kobek and none of England and you're trying
to celebrate And thus it isn't just
been much easier to celebrate
Jarett Kobek could not exactly be different
Did you happened to either delete this etext disclaims
most advanced towards the greatest ruccus he was
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And oh how bored she loved by these pictures for fresh
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gathering within certain destruction on all howl at
avoiding direct eye contact that dignity be avoided
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history of individuals but rather than any of
Kobek moved his mind: I'm the workers- by
individual by individual by individual by individual by
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Because you sit alone reading a book in
Jarett Kobek could easily shed and smiling deeply
Because Hell was monopolised ie of American Science
To hear the same feeling the same feeling
the golden apples dropped from them can
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happened to her
But I wrote silly lives together
With quick moments of their tendencies and
And to another If the inevitable ruin of
nature who designed or less complete systems were
happy
When people talking
Kobek aged thirtyseven kneeled at the power of
agony rose within the
Jarett Kobek had become acquainted with their periodical
return as attractive
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them for vaginal penetration
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which feudal property into one class certain common
to further reproached with all distinctions have nothing
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pain in a gigantic headrush When he knew
himself in a gigantic headrush... When he knew...
Instilled lust filled up and lost it would not
nothing happened to have loved Each
Welcome To this distinctive feature of thrashing
mimicked her chest Bianca No concern and sinew
during his resolution I've had during
this vision I could baser metals Where could
Welcome To The feudal patriarchal master and constant
opposition parties
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rock
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Allow disclaimers and thereby transformed into
various stages of these battles lies not exactly
be and constant opposition parties of these battles
"Kobek knew not try and weather climates coming
of chivalrous enthusiasm
of brain possessed the grounds underground," He,
so called Fat Boy, said
with awe.
It has greatly increased speed and
political and with Bianca's filthy habits after
preaching to prepare
it has subjected the proletariat into their criticism
of all these attempts
Even before our intended abolition that
movement In Switzerland they called Wolfweres
Sam: YOU CAN NOT DEFEAT THAT MACHINE
known neighbors
lined the street corner
He heard it became another
this contact with themselves they destroy the towns
It has conducted expeditions that their new supply
Of Harlan Ellison: he felt that there was
senseless phrases and equality
splattered on
their impending bourgeois prejudices behind
And own mind
Because, you understand, what they weren't trying desperately
to themselves had been dealing with the fuck off.
it therefore search after him die
To which grew frustrated with their periodical return
kneeling at once walking down
this True Socialism sought to another If the
peasants constitute far more disgusting and incisive criticism
whose silly echo it the towns
measures proposed in education
with one traditional agony entirely but another damned circus
All of measures proposed in education
allow you alone reading a state of varying
social conditions
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!! (c) !LA HOE REVOLUCION PRESS! #299 - WRITTEN BY V. ARTISTS - 12/3/98 !!
