I am tripping more than you are. Battling razzberries

[SadLuckDame]

Each time I learn a bit more, too.
I need to read the repetition.

[stilltrucking]

I think you hear me pretty good dame
I try to listen to you too
Not to go into a bunch of freudian crapp
Repression.
and the not quite conscious stuff.
the stuff we are aware of and try to hide from ourselves
what my vanity has cost me in love.
I have writen about a freezing bedroom in virginia over and over and finally I see what I was afraid of.

I been working trough a lot my sexual karma with you
yet
we pass like ships in the night.
This internet
life on the screen
the kindness of strangers

[SadLuckDame]

...

[SadLuckDame]

I don't know how much she'll live either once he's gone. He once asked her, "Who do you write for?". Well, she thinks about that a lot. She's tried to write for people, but it comes out dumb. She only knows how to write him. When she writes, it's to make him become more real, more alive, to have their talks and as Anais said, it is to capture him before he's gone.

[stilltrucking]

I write for barbie dolls

Who have electric ovens

"It is not a woman I want―it is all women and I seek for them in those around me, one by one...."

[SadLuckDame]

I'm learning to write for myself and all my dolls.

[jackofnightmares]

I used to write for myself
I thought I was doing self Analaysis
But the past couple months since you been hanging out
I find myself writiing for women and children
Bullshit I have always writen for women and children.
What the fuck else matters
I am out of here
get my Darwin award for when I check out
and I ain't coming back.
fuck know
maybe I won't even die
I mean not really
I just hope I won't have to be me anymore, i mean if someone asks me for my social security number after I die
I will be disappointed.

no wait
no talking about death
lets talk abour raccoons

or good spelling

No use writing for myself, I got aphasia like the bear in the old Pogo comic strip who could write but not read.

I get nauseous when I try to read the stuff I right.

what 15,000 posts
obviously I have hypergrahia or something


Kubuki dolls. ~k was using a kubuki doll looking avatar for a while. I loved that thing
better than her current avatar.

[SadLuckDame]

She was in a damn heap
her outfit was horrendous
in black strapped satins
her chest was bare and heaving.

I sighed, picked her up off the floor
and did what I always do
I patted her head, gave her a few pills
and sent her back to bed.

My little whore, I do love her.

I like entertaining my girls.

[jackofnightmares]

get up on your high horse dame
you paid the price
blue grass lyrics

She called herself a social whore, a watress at Sambo's in California

she wrote songs
"they say I was a rebel till I reached the age of five
it was then that I got caught up in the struggle to survive."

last time I saw her she was wearing a teddy and mucklucks.
another lovely eidetic image an old man deals himself
from thirty three years ago


"you can die from the cold in the arms of a nightmare
knowing well your best days are gone
while picking up hookers instead of my pen
I let the words of my youth slip away" old waylon

I don't have much sexual karma to wright about the past thirty years or so but it sure is fun reading about yours.

[SadLuckDame]

I can't help that I make a marvelous whore.
Damn! you. Don't leave just cause of sweet little me. I'd be alone here. Gotta lie to a girl. Women out there are hiding their wickedry behind batted lashes and plastic O O's. You just hit up on my vulnerables and I do well in making it up as I tucker along in poetry. He'll be more potent then Jack K. or Henry Miller if I pay attention.

I've got a mask to parade in.
Speaking of raccoons.

[stilltrucking]

I never escape
from this being
no matter what I do

I have to live for myself
To live for those I love

[SadLuckDame]

That's the truth of it.
Keep trucking like you do.
Sleep well.

[still.trucking]

beat u to the river before the sun
good night

[SadLuckDame]

I've already swam it,
I'm basking in the sun
on the other side.
It's a good advantage spot
to watch you try to swim across.

Meet you in the middle.

[Diana Moon Glampers]

you are a poet
poets always get there first


in the middle
"islands in the stream"