Rot

Yellow

and then the toy begins to bleed...




very nice little thing here, radar

Radar(Baba)O'Riley

Originally posted by Yellow
very nice little thing here, radar

You're not the first woman who's said that to me.

Yellow

oh really?

so you lied to me about the other women? eh?

coleen

this one, this one, this one

i miss it.

much love to radar where-ever he are.

tenaciousA

radar's remodelling his house

he's got his muses hauling lumber and holding nails between their teeth and stuff...

i've even heard that every now and then he whispers old poetry in their ears...


e.e. cummings and stuff...


they so fall for that

Being Enlightened

SPANK

Buru

I just came across your stuff Radar, and am loving it

love the darkness, the madness, the quirkiness...
some funny stuff too, in a dark sort of way
and great way with words

i'm pretty sure you're out of "Rot" books by now, and anyway I live in Argentina... but I can still read stuff online so it's ok

great stuff!!!

DopeBeastie

just cuz...

even flow?

It all started with my eyes hitting the cover and then I was transfixed throughout my journey of the epic called ROT.

DopeBeastie

love me more
love me less
i want to be
more of a mess

DopeBeastie

Hug me less
Love me less
I wanna be more
of a less

Kiss my mess
Love my mess
I wanna be more
of a less






love my mess, indeeeeeeed... (fuckers)

setaside2

indeed.

he is was shall ever be

the ... man...

I'm sure that will suffice, this icy and chill summer's day.

DopeBeastie

he saw that
he's got spidey senses, too



blanket?

setaside2

I am pleased to note that both his extra-sensory perception and his eyes are working.

It is, however, with some dismay that I ALSO take note that his fingers and keyboard appear inoperable.

hint fucking hint.



and good god 5 posts in a day. I might actually overload.

DopeBeastie

Originally posted by Radar(Baba)O'Riley
Here it goes . . . Off I go:

Below you will find your feet, but below this thread you will find three poems from my book "Rot". It is my intention, come Monday, to then post a poem a day from the book. This experiment will last until you get bored with me. So, my last poem will probably be posted on Tuesday. As has been previously posted, if anyone would care to have their very own copy of Rot, PM me with your address, measurements, turn-ons, favorite Star Wars character (I suppose the last two may be duplicitive), daily caloric intake, and whether or not you believe love can keep on moving in both directions. If you would like your copy to be personally bound in cow bladder and inked with the mucous of my tuckus, then delivery may be delayed a few days.
I have about 20 books left, and would prefer to keep a couple of my own . . . you know . . . in case I run out of toilet paper. The pages are surprisingly soft.

Thank you for your graces; consider yourself warned.

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"Fun"

has yet to play with me.
it is like an estranged father
who has bastardized me
and left boredom to mother me.
i often go and search for Fun,
but i think it’s hiding.
when i go to the mall,
Fun isn’t there.
when i prance nakedly through church,
Fun isn’t there.
when i staple my hand to that homeless lady’s breast,
Fun isn’t there.
maybe my Fun has been kidnapped.
maybe my Fun is being held against its will somewhere
and that’s why i can’t find it.
yeah.
i bet that’s what happened.
my Fun was kidnapped by some smiling freak.
well, i guess i’m gonna have to hunt this freak down
and chop him up into iddy biddy bits
to get my Fun back.
but what does this freak look like?
where does this freak live?
oh, well.
i guess if i start chopping up people,
i’ll eventually find that freak.
then, and only then, will i have
Fun.

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"The Keepsake"

my baby is smiling
the candles splash light
onto his face
glowing waves
drown the shadows
keeping the face
pure and clean
the face is the only thing
keep it fresh
keep it sweet with
his sweetest smile which
branded bliss
onto my soul
when I saw it
I had to keep it
was quick to keep it
keep the smile now
as it was then
pure and clean
but purity decays
and clean fades
his face is paler than yesterday
it must stay preserved
so the skin won’t
blacken and crumble
so the flies won’t
come to feast
I’ll keep it iced
I’ll keep his smile
alive


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"I, mite"

i f.
whether

through a
natural
transmogrification
of bone and lip, or

through
astronomical alchemy

or simply a curse,

I awaken to take the form of a man-sized mite,

I would not curse, or
blame my moon, or bone

I would
rise,
piss,
dress,
brush
my
teeth, and eat everyone I saw

later that night, I might watch M*A*S*H.

i so miss these

coleen

me too!!!!

and b.e. and seta and you and goulet and cran mal and the whole hut crew.

FinsburyParkCarrots

Ah, but there will always be new, fresh, positive writers, new ways of seeing, of sharing ideas, of moving forward towards creative expression. Welcome the new writers. Let this forum not be a hut but an open sky for all.

coleen

the new writers are the reason i continue to visit and read here....but i still miss the friends that made this forum a home for me.

FinsburyParkCarrots

Indeed.

Being Enlightened

Originally posted by coleen
the new writers are the reason i continue to visit and read here....but i still miss the friends that made this forum a home for me.

You really are a sweet pea, sweet pea!

And Pasta! Love you!

I miss our old pals on here too, very much! We had good times and you folks really helped to inspire me to write more again and for that I am eternally grateful!

I enjoy everyone's poetry on here! We're all just here trying to get the word out and enjoy some time in cyberspace together. So, I encourage everyone to write, it's freeing, enjoyable and creative! And if your words can touch even just one other person..., well, to me, it's worth it to give voice to your thoughts.

I'm glad for the pallis I made during my time here and I'm going to miss coming on here and reading all the good stuff! Yeah, I may not comment on it all like I used to but I read and I enjoy and I think there are a lot of talented people creating and sharing (and probably a whole lot who are reading and creating and just a little too shy to share--COME ON, Lay it on us!!! )and I hope you all continue, and in love!!!!!!

*sigh* Mr. Radar(Baba)O'Riley, the fun we had!!!!!! Boy, you eeez cwaaaazzzeeeee but in a great way! And what a writer!!! Anyone who hasn't checked out this guy's poetry is really missing out! Do yourself a favor and AT LEAST read the poetry in this thread!

One of my favorite of the "22 Randomly Placed Haiku" by Radar-

" I squished a bee
SPANKthat landed on my knee
SPANK SPANKnow I'm lonely"

I'M GONNA MISS YOU FOLKS ON HERE!

Please take care of eachother and be good to eachother and try to remember that we all have feelings! Even though this is cyberspace, there's still a person working that keyboard on the other end so, try to remember that and be kind.

Love to you all!
Yer palli,
Alli

ps. Yeah, I wasn't gonna do the good bye thing but seeing some of the old threads bumped up made me feel like it so, sorry for the drama (gawd, I hate drama!!!! )