use this thread to relax, perhaps drop a haiku, sip some tea and do whatever the hell you want. this can be a chill out place.

Little boy, oh little boy
Why are you so primitive?
Chewing on the bone.

i think i actually laughed out loud for about 30 seconds at that.

While snow falls gently
Crows flock to skeleton trees
Anticipating...

What can I say......I do it for the kids.

i dig this one. a bit bleak, but nice imagery.

no crows in this one but that's ok:

nature's golden thread
weaves through branches, trees and leaves
braided sunlit woods

oh advil, advil
my head hurts so badly now
I could chew my hand

Nice one. I know mine was a bit bleak... most of my stuff tends to be that way. hah. Okay... here's another one.

The trees promenade
The winds cajole the long grass
I lay with lillies

warm water flowing
beaches will erode with time
a cycle starts again

i want to write myself into a '49 hudson and drive myself out of my mind. from there, i can do anything, i think. i can put words into sentences, words that billions of people use everyday. and they'll shine until you can see yourself in them. the trouble with that is that the wrong person could see the wrong thing in the wrong sentence. and where does that put me? me, mr. worried, wearied, analytical overreactor? it puts me in a position to censor myself, block myself off and write some safe little rambling about my goddamn needle on my tired little record player. i want to write my way to larimar street in old denver and run rampant into the early morning with nothing but a plate of insomnia in front of me. rescue me, my moriarty, whoever you are. i'm close to complacency. i want to write like paradise. the only difference is, i want to drive.

I had to read that twice

I like your style Reid. You should write more

thanks

that was just cut and pasted from my xanga. i just wrote it. it's basically my declaration of wanting to write more. i haven't really in about a year and a half, and i've no doubt been through worlds since then. it's worth exploring. i figured since we don't really have a release anymore, this thread could do it for all of us?

Only if you install a record player (with a needle) and maybe a bong....or at least a bar

rock monuments rise
red canyons spill blue rivers
ancient forests die

why does this thread suck?
is it because its so gay?
You've ruined RM

Did you write it right after reading 'on the road.'

That's deep.

hi koo

i think. i can put words into sentences, words that billions of people use everyday. and they'll shine until you can see yourself in them. the trouble with that is that the wrong person could see the wrong thing in the wrong sentence. and where does that put me?
Sometimes a poem or words are just given, and you know no one can discount the purity when that happens. Any artist knows what I'm talking about. Regarding the people who would negatively react to the pure words, it's like complaints taking on the sky. There's no contest. The sky always wins.

And always bet on black.

do you miss release?
now the entertainment place
sitcoms and bullshit