Quill Posted February 28, 2012 Hola corroborators I haven't been on the fora for a while so i thought i would return with a poem. I wrote this one a few years ago whilst tripping balls on life (i.e. completely sober), it has become my happy place so if its naivete is not to your liking please don't tell me i'm a wanger. It's slightly tongue-in-cheek and the I present is not me, i am no acid messiah. It is probably best received when performed but hey, enjoy. Poem As I ride this neon zebra unicorn into the clouds the hairy horn ed tentacle beings swarm exuding laser beams from their bloated protuberances No matter how many, no matter how fast my zebra is too swift, too graceful (Did I mention she flies? cause she totally does.) And when from the tentacle beings I have escaped I will liberate every last fucking one of you with my funky blue vibrations And on a mountain in the sky, we will sit peacefully and I will shoot sunshine into your veins. Boom Quill 2 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Seldom Posted March 3, 2012 come back to sab quill! i used to like your posts. the poem is ok, you should do more writing, "bloated protuberances" is nice phrase, good facility of language peace Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Quill Posted March 9, 2012 thanks for the kind words bop, I cant "come back" though, too poor for internet. I would post some more poems but they're all angsty and shit, bout how hard it is to be a middle class mostly straight white male, plus I want to get paid for those. If I do some more wordplay I'll post one just for you bully 1 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites