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Thank you simonj, its nice to see constructive criticism as opposed to the likes of coqauvin's un-called for hostility towards everything i write. I would'nt say the rest of it is drivel, but nor am...

I wear my gun in my soul, Its safer there than it is in my hand,
The trigger is upstairs and the barrel is a pen,
The squeeze of the finger is the flag that I hold,
Hate and consumer buisness, the...

How un-gracious of you. Politeness is not difficult, nor is being ignorant of it in anyway witty or worthy of praise.

I'm curious as to the reason for your interest in my work coqauvin. To give a critical comment on a poem you find and dislike is fair enough, but you are the last to comment on all my poems. Have i...

Sarcasm by any chance Youboo, theres always room for one more critic it could seem. If however your sentiment is genuine, many thanks.

Yes don't worry about it Atmosfear i understand, a typo trully is a horrific event, quite frankly im surprised you managed to muster up the effort to post that very statement, i know i wouldnt have...

I think i'v found a fan in you sycld, i trully am flattered at the interest youv'e taken in my writing, and luckily I'm familiar with the old playground trick of employing hostile words and actions...

Very impressive, reading it allowed me to go of on a few mental tangents, i love poetry like that, that provokes the reader into contemplation. My compliments.

Right, let me say first and foremost, my mind was basking in a jacuzzi of guiness when i wrote this, please take that into your calculations when reading it. Many regards.

Sweet Tasting Indulgence...

Continuing my poetic rampage, this is a poem i wrote a while back and i posted it on CD before all was lost, but i thought id throw it back up for the sole reason of indulging in vanity, its one of...

On ring Hughs sentiment, Neil stared across from where was sitting catching hughs eye. Of all this frightfull banter, he has unleashed the one true sentiment of the situation, there was no way of...

Quote: "Who! HOW! ..I mean... what the shit happened here!?"

Hearing such a sentance in such circumstances caused an intoxicating desire for wit to course through niel's veins, hed seen the body,...

Observing the general chit chat unfolding from the other side of the bar, neil gets up, taking his glass of fine scotch (the barmen had a good taste in liquer) with him, he proceeded towards the...

Neil walsk through the aged door of the tavern, walking at a steady regulated pace towards a table half cast in shadow half illuminated by the light above the bar, observing all other occupants such...

I'm definitely interested