answer me, damnit

[perks]

cause I don't know stuff about some of you, and I'm interested.

so, perky please with me on top.

1. when was the last time you looked at nature and you felt its beauty? If you have one of those times, tell me what you saw, please.

2. what are your top three demons that always try to sneak out of you into your writing, even though sometimes you just want to be fluffy?

3. Have you tried the new chicken salad sandwich from Arby's? cuz, it's really yummy.

4. What poem of yours do you think deserves an E, even though it doesn't have one?

5. Did you know, that it's all about me?

 

[trendyredhead]

cause I don't know stuff about some of you, and I'm interested.

so, perky please with me on top.

1. when was the last time you looked at nature and you felt its beauty? If you have one of those times, tell me what you saw, please.

2. what are your top three demons that always try to sneak out of you into your writing, even though sometimes you just want to be fluffy?

3. Have you tried the new chicken salad sandwich from Arby's? cuz, it's really yummy.

4. What poem of yours do you think deserves an E, even though it doesn't have one?

5. Did you know, that it's all about me?

I guess I'll go first....

1. Last night, the sunset was so beautiful it nearly moved me to tears. The edges of the sky were a midnight blue, but the main part of the western sky was incredible streaks of deep rose and lavender, and the edge of the horizon glowed gold and crimson.

2. I'm not entirely sure how to answer this....but sometimes, even when I want to write something fluffy, there are 2 people who try to sneak out of my heart and mind and memory and onto the page.

3. No, because I hate mayo.

4. Lost and Found

5. No, because I have the Tshirt that says "It's all about me!" But I suppose that as long as we are not in the same room, it can be all about you wherever you are, and still be all about me wherever I am. I'm feeling pretty agreeable today.

 

[fawnie]

cause I don't know stuff about some of you, and I'm interested.

so, perky please with me on top.

1. when was the last time you looked at nature and you felt its beauty? If you have one of those times, tell me what you saw, please.

2. what are your top three demons that always try to sneak out of you into your writing, even though sometimes you just want to be fluffy?

3. Have you tried the new chicken salad sandwich from Arby's? cuz, it's really yummy.

4. What poem of yours do you think deserves an E, even though it doesn't have one?

5. Did you know, that it's all about me?

1) this morning on the way to work, i noticed a great big weeping willow. it's gusty here in the twin cities today so the tree was dancing..it was really beautiful as the green changed colors because of it's sway in the sunlight.

i sat at a red light watching it for a minute or so wondering why i hadn't noticed the tree before, when i've taken the same route
to work for the past 6 weeks. they are my favorite!

2) pain pain pain...there's so much of it in the world sometimes it seems like it's my biggest inspiration. it's not but i can't help seeing it whever i go, sometimes my only way of releasing it is through words.

if you want even more specifics..

the pains of childhood
the pains of death
and the pains of fading love

3) no, but in the building here where i'm managing my friends store there's this cool little deli that makes the best damn sandwiches..loaded with extra goodies like cucumbers (the horny bitch said cucumber) sprouts and yummy banana peppers, my favorite is swiss cheeze and roast beef on wheat..mmmm that made me hungry!

there's no arbies between here and the house so not convenient enough i guess. there is this really fab willow tree though

4) Into tomorrow, but it's a rhyme so fat fucking chance

5) yes..it's always about ME!!!
~~~~~~~~~~

are you bored?

 

[fawnie]

i have such an urge to go edit that post!!

 

[Tathagata]

you talking to me??
BTW trendy..I loved that poem

1. when was the last time you looked at nature and you felt its beauty? If you have one of those times, tell me what you saw, please.

Once a day
watching squirrels chase each other at breakneck speed up and down trees, tree leaves turned backwards with a breeze under a dark sky, watching rain out of my picture window...





2. what are your top three demons that always try to sneak out of you into your writing, even though sometimes you just want to be fluffy?

death
sex
desire





3. Have you tried the new chicken salad sandwich from Arby's? cuz, it's really yummy.

who the fuck eat's at Arbys??





4. What poem of yours do you think deserves an E, even though it doesn't have one?


I can't judge my work like that


5. Did you know, that it's all about me?

i had a nagging suspiscion...yes

 

[trendyredhead]

Thanks Tathagata (and perks too)

You both left very nice feedback on Lost and Found!

 

[Liar]

1. when was the last time you looked at nature and you felt its beauty? If you have one of those times, tell me what you saw, please.
A little each day. But for that real, profound feeling, Ill have to go back to last weekend. Nothing buy granite rock under my bare feet, connecting me with the magma of mother earth herself. A perfect, clear blue, larger-than-possible sky, salty wind in my face, distant seagull cacaphony almost torn apart by the breeze, glittering dark blue north atlantic ocean in a 200 degree clear horizon majestic panorama, on a hilltop in the outer Swedish west coast archipelago. Beside me lands an eider, featheres ruffeled by the wind, looking suspiciosly at me, and then out at the horizon. We share this moment in silence, and then it lifts off again.

2. what are your top three demons that always try to sneak out of you into your writing, even though sometimes you just want to be fluffy?
Self loathing (either my own occational, or writing about others')
Too much irony
Me

3. Have you tried the new chicken salad sandwich from Arby's? cuz, it's really yummy.
What's Arby's?

4. What poem of yours do you think deserves an E, even though it doesn't have one?
You're asking me to choose between my babies? I'll make it easier, those two sure as fuck does NOT deserve an E.

5. Did you know, that it's all about me?
Yes, I know. But I don't give a toss.

 

[Angeline]

cause I don't know stuff about some of you, and I'm interested.

so, perky please with me on top.

1. when was the last time you looked at nature and you felt its beauty? If you have one of those times, tell me what you saw, please.

2. what are your top three demons that always try to sneak out of you into your writing, even though sometimes you just want to be fluffy?

3. Have you tried the new chicken salad sandwich from Arby's? cuz, it's really yummy.

4. What poem of yours do you think deserves an E, even though it doesn't have one?

5. Did you know, that it's all about me?

I'm just home from work and in a near vegetative state. This should be interesting.

1. Every night I lay in bed and watch the sunset from the window right behind the bed. I can see the sun drop down past the tree line and it usually smells like fresh cut grass outside and the breeze blows in. It makes me feel peaceful and happy.

2.
a. my sister was murdered when I was 17. that's in most of my poems one way or another.
b. missing my kids
c. my divorce

that's enough for a few truckloads of sad poems.

3. I almost never eat fast foods and definitely not with mayo.

4. most of them? (it's ok though. i give myself A's all the time).

5. isn't it always?

 

[fawnie]

revealing demons...

i'm amazed at how everyone has been so transparent around here..shocked..but shouldn't be i guess, for a crew of poets!

you wanted specific demons eh perks?

i'll have to think about that awhile, see if i can't figure out which ones influence my poetry the most, then find the courage to share them


this is kinda like a group hug



you've blessed the socks off me people with this thread today!!

 

[Guest]

1. when was the last time you looked at nature and you felt its beauty? If you have one of those times, tell me what you saw, please. The last time? * Looks out of the window at the mountains with just a spot of snow still showing and the forget-me-not bvlue sky beoynd. * Now!

2. what are your top three demons that always try to sneak out of you into your writing, even though sometimes you just want to be fluffy? Three!? I find it almost impossible to write my demons into my poetry. I'm just a fluff whore.

3. Have you tried the new chicken salad sandwich from Arby's? cuz, it's really yummy. Ya know? I've never been to Arby's.

4. What poem of yours do you think deserves an E, even though it doesn't have one? The "E"s are meaningless. They are one (I presume) person's opinion.

5. Did you know, that it's all about me? Who else? Ruffle-butt Rules!

 

[lostandfounder]

cause I don't know stuff about some of you, and I'm interested.

so, perky please with me on top.

1. when was the last time you looked at nature and you felt its beauty? If you have one of those times, tell me what you saw, please.

2. what are your top three demons that always try to sneak out of you into your writing, even though sometimes you just want to be fluffy?

3. Have you tried the new chicken salad sandwich from Arby's? cuz, it's really yummy.

4. What poem of yours do you think deserves an E, even though it doesn't have one?

5. Did you know, that it's all about me?

Because, damn it, you asked so nicely.

1. Walked down the road to get the mail as the sun was setting yesterday. The stawberries along side the road were ripe and I kneeled down to pick one. Wild. Tart. Perfect. I stood up and watched as the fireflies clung to the long grass as the warm summer wind picked up and the last of the suns rays fell behind the horizion.

2. Angst
Ennui
Self Righteousness

3. Oh man....not another Arby's lover ....I get enough of that from my brother...To answer your question, NO.

4. I shall be bold and pick
Swan's Feet It's cute damn it!

5. Actually, I didn't know that it was all about you. It's good to know though. Thanks!

 

[tarablackwood22]

1. when was the last time you looked at nature and you felt its beauty? If you have one of those times, tell me what you saw, please.

I rise very early every morning, always before the light. Nearly every day I watch the sun come up over the lake. No matter how often I do, no matter how many times I see it, it still crawls inside me.

2. what are your top three demons that always try to sneak out of you into your writing, even though sometimes you just want to be fluffy?

1- freedom of the spirit and the fear of all forms of chains.

2- the plight and pride of men and women who dirty their hands for a living.

3- desire to return to childhood

3. Have you tried the new chicken salad sandwich from Arby's? cuz, it's really yummy.

You couldn't get me there with a shotgun at my back.

4. What poem of yours do you think deserves an E, even though it doesn't have one?

Only once have I ever written where it felt like some other force was doing the writing. The name of that poem is Silent Midnight

5. Did you know, that it's all about me?

As it should be. darling.

 

[Lauren Hynde]

1. when was the last time you looked at nature and you felt its beauty? If you have one of those times, tell me what you saw, please.
It has been difficult to really like nature during the last week, with the 35ºC+ temperatures and all, but I live not too far from the beach and go there several times a week, at several different times of day. Be it by surfing by the jagged rocks in the morning, feeling the warmth of the sun kissing your skin in the afternoon, or simple feeling the scent and spray of the ocean at night, there is just no way to stay angry with mother nature.

2. what are your top three demons that always try to sneak out of you into your writing, even though sometimes you just want to be fluffy?
I don't know if I would call them demons, but my relations with the sea, history and structure always find their way into my poetry. They're just part of who I am.

3. Have you tried the new chicken salad sandwich from Arby's? cuz, it's really yummy.
I don't know what's a Arby's.

4. What poem of yours do you think deserves an E, even though it doesn't have one?
Phuck, all of my poems are masterpieces.
I'm going to say Tangled Fluorescence. I have written better, but of the ones that don't have an H or a W, I think that one deserved more visibility. Now, go read it.

5. Did you know, that it's all about me?
Doesn't everyone?

 

[annaswirls]

1. when was the last time you looked at nature and you felt its beauty? If you have one of those times, tell me what you saw, please.
many since then, usually including mud and sunflowers...

going back to my camping a few weeks ago, I was so alone for so long I stopped listening for a minute and began to talk out loud to the trees and squirells and the warblers in the canopy, and then I said to them "I cannot do this, I am so small! Come on life, give me the answer!" and this monarch butterfly caught my eye and she said "Yes you are small, I am small, he was small, everything is small. Will you mourn me when I am gone? " and then she flew away.

And the campfire, the way the blue flames jump smoothly from one part of the stick to another, seeming to disappear somewhere in between.

2. what are your top three demons that always try to sneak out of you into your writing, even though sometimes you just want to be fluffy?

well I dont know about fluffy, but once I was trying to write a nice poem about water and trees and flowers and....

1. my love/hate, fear/lust relationship with technology and machinery pant pant!

2. my inner preacher who doesn't know when to shut up

3. fear of extra words (sometimes small but apparently necessary like and and the or but)

4. my intense desire to please Senna Jawa

3. Have you tried the new chicken salad sandwich from Arby's? cuz, it's really yummy.

No, but I believe it. Their turkey deli sandwich was pretty good.
We do McDonalds because they have the baby habit-trail. Their chicken caeser salad is yummy too.

4. What poem of yours do you think deserves an E, even though it doesn't have one?

I don't think they deserve E's but I will recommend some I love from someone who would never recommend herself:

hmmm apparently the comments are turned off, but it is not a sign that she would not love to hear from you, she would!

my new address
catch and hold, 22

-17-


5. Did you know, that it's all about me?

so when ya gonna post the answers?

 

[Maria2394]

cause I don't know stuff about some of you, and I'm interested.

so, perky please with me on top.

1. when was the last time you looked at nature and you felt its beauty? If you have one of those times, tell me what you saw, please.

every day I step otside, rain or shine and thank God for this life as imperfect as it seems sometimes. I try to find beauty in everything, even when it seems unpleasant, I just remember, for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction, or whatever, I feel the beauty of the universe in every leaf, every bird every smile and every drop of laughter I come in contact with

2. what are your top three demons that always try to sneak out of you into your writing, even though sometimes you just want to be fluffy?

I dont know if they are all demons, but maybe obsessions, they can feel lke demonic forces , but

** the feeling of being misplaced and not missed, not fear of loneliness, just fear that I havent made any type mark in this world and mostly my existence is like a chalk outline that will blow away soon after my ashes are spread

** extreme fear of offending people, saying wrong things, driving my friends away, so I guess that creeps into my work because I want so badly to make people happy

**this is the big one. My parents, I still cant get over parts of my childhood no matter how much I try

3. Have you tried the new chicken salad sandwich from Arby's? cuz, it's really yummy.

nope, I havent tried it, I rarely ever eat fast food and when I do, its chicken from a place called zestos in triangle city, now thats chicken!!

4. What poem of yours do you think deserves an E, even though it doesn't have one?

well, I think I have a few I dont deserve but one poem I have that I think should have been looked at more is/was elements of being

5. Did you know, that it's all about me?

nope, I didnt know, but now that I do, I will pay much better attention

 

[fawnie]

Re: Re: answer me, damnit

1) this morning on the way to work, i noticed a great big weeping willow. it's gusty here in the twin cities today so the tree was dancing..it was really beautiful as the green changed colors because of it's sway in the sunlight.

i sat at a red light watching it for a minute or so wondering why i hadn't noticed the tree before, when i've taken the same route
to work for the past 6 weeks. they are my favorite!

2) pain pain pain...there's so much of it in the world sometimes it seems like it's my biggest inspiration. it's not but i can't help seeing it whever i go, sometimes my only way of releasing it is through words.

if you want even more specifics..

the pains of childhood
the pains of death
and the pains of fading love

3) no, but in the building here where i'm managing my friends store there's this cool little deli that makes the best damn sandwiches..loaded with extra goodies like cucumbers (the horny bitch said cucumber) sprouts and yummy banana peppers, my favorite is swiss cheeze and roast beef on wheat..mmmm that made me hungry!

there's no arbies between here and the house so not convenient enough i guess. there is this really fab willow tree though

4) Into tomorrow, but it's a rhyme so fat fucking chance

5) yes..it's always about ME!!!
~~~~~~~~~~

are you bored?

i guess this wasn't boredom..i take back the silly question..i loved seeing into all of you..the questions sure are there when i read your poetry.

it was hard to answer number 2 because i have so many demons that show their teeth through my poetry..but here's a go at it..

a) there's this girl walking the streets of london..we didn't realize how hard it would be to bridge that ocean, and the only time i ever felt like i couldn't live without someone..i never knew love could be so deep and fulfilling. we're still friends..will always be friends, but it had to end..best days of my life was there with her..

between missing her and my unwillingness to settle for less that that kind of depth has put a damper on my love life, and going back to "just sex" is rather difficult after having tasted what the fuss is all about, to make it even worse, she was my first female lover..that alone is unforgettable..

this demon rears it's ugly head all the time in my poetry.

b) i broke contact with my mother when i was pregnant with my daughter, it's when i finially decided i could live my life without my mothers love and affections, she would never give them to me anyhow. my childhood was lived on elm st.
healing from it has been a life-long process..i have 3 siblings, 4 if you count the 1 i can't find, although now i can't find the other 3 either..they all live in beer cans and my sis if she's still alive was head deep in crystal meth..my childhood was "the past" but it's carried into adulthood in so many ways..3 of us carry my fathers last name..truth is out now..i'm the only one who carries his genes..i escaped the childhood at 16 and started looking for the father i hadn't hugged since i was 5..it took me 6 years to track him down..they burried him 2 months earlier..my mothers sympathetic words were something like "don't blame me"

breezy is my family now..it's hard being disconnected and feeling like i don't have roots, it's a pain that haunts me often, and so much of this is reflected in my writing

c) chronic inflamatory demylanating polyneuropathy..i'm sure it's spelt wrong but C.I.D.P. for short..breezy was 10 months old when i got ill..

it stripped away my muscles..made minced meat of my nerves and left me not quite living and not quite dead for 8 very humilating, ugly years of my life..

when i wasn't in hospitals with a zillion tubes feeding me this thing and that, i was in a wheelchair, wanting death but unable to leave my daughter with the consequences of such a thing..i am all she has as far as family goes..

everyday i hoped..i fought to get better..i wasn't suppose to..eventually it should have stripped me of my heartbeat as well but call me tuffy, i beat the god damn disease..and spent several years rebuilding atrophied muscles, learning to walk again..and ahhhh the feeling when i ran again..

i haven't stopped running.***** can be gone in an instant..or legs can be taken and have it life changing, i wont waste another minute of it because i do know just how precious it is..

now heres the twist this demon haunts in every single poem..8 years of not reading books, not writing anything..(just call me veggie) you forget simple grammer..you forget how to spell simple words..you just forget! so like i had to learn to walk again..now i'm having to learn to write again.

bloody hell no wonder i didn't want to answer number 2

i see through different eyes then most..its reflected in my poetry.
demons yes..but that girl i spoke of over in london, told me once i write my best from my pain..and she's right.

whewwwwww! ramble complete..cheers!

i couldn't resit the urge to edit the post

 

[Tathagata]

Re: Re: Re: answer me, damnit

i guess this wasn't boredom..i take back the silly question..i loved seeing into all of you..the questions sure are there when i read your poetry.

it was hard to answer number 2 because i have so many demons that show their teeth through my poetry..but here's a go at it..

a) there's this girl walking the streets of london..we didn't realize how hard it would be to bridge that ocean, and the only time i ever felt like i couldn't live without someone..i never knew love could be so deep and fulfilling. we're still friends..will always be friends, but it had to end..best days of my life was there with her..

between missing her and my unwillingness to settle for less that that kind of depth has put a damper on my love life, and going back to "just sex" is rather difficult after having tasted what the fuss is all about, to make it even worse, she was my first female lover..that alone is unforgettable..

this demon rears it's ugly head all the time in my poetry.

b) i broke contact with my mother when i was pregnant with my daughter, it's when i finially decided i could live my life without my mothers love and affections, she would never give them to me anyhow. my childhood was lived on elm st.
healing from it has been a life-long process..i have 3 siblings, 4 if you count the 1 i can't find, although now i can't find the other 3 either..they all live in beer cans and my sis if she's still alive was head deep in crystal meth..my childhood was "the past" but it's carried into adulthood in so many ways..3 of us carry my fathers last name..truth is out now..i'm the only one who carries his genes..i escaped the childhood at 16 and started looking for the father i hadn't hugged since i was 5..it took me 6 years to track him down..they burried him 2 months earlier..my mothers sympathetic words were something like "don't blame me"

breezy is my family now..it's hard being disconnected and feeling like i don't have roots, it's a pain that haunts me often, and so much of this is reflected in my writing

c) chronic inflamatory demylanating polyneuropathy..i'm sure it's spelt wrong but C.I.D.P. for short..breezy was 10 months old when i got ill..

it stripped away my muscles..made minced meat of my nerves and left me not quite living and not quite dead for 8 very humilating, ugly years of my life..

when i wasn't in hospitals with a zillion tubes feeding me this thing and that, i was in a wheelchair, wanting death but unable to leave my daughter with the consequences of such a thing..i am all she has as far as family goes..

everyday i hoped..i fought to get better..i wasn't suppose to..eventually it should have stripped me of my heartbeat as well but call me tuffy, i beat the god damn disease..and spent several years rebuilding atrophied muscles, learning to walk again..and ahhhh the feeling when i ran again..

i haven't stopped running.***** can be gone in an instant..or legs can be taken and have it life changing, i wont waste another minute of it because i do know just how precious it is..

now heres the twist this demon haunts in every single poem..8 years of not reading books, not writing anything..(just call me veggie) you forget simple grammer..you forget how to spell simple words..you just forget! so like i had to learn to walk again..now i'm having to learn to write again.

bloody hell no wonder i didn't want to answer number 2

i see through different eyes then most..its reflected in my poetry.
demons yes..but that girl i spoke of over in london, told me once i write my best from my pain..and she's right.

whewwwwww! ramble complete..cheers!

i couldn't resit the urge to edit the post

~hugs~

glad you found your way here
i think i can speak for at least a few of us when i say
we may not be " family" but you have a place among us
i know i feel that way


sometimes the best poetry does come from pain
because its so intense, because it is a part of everything you do
it sculpts you
it leaves it's mark on every choice you make ,how you see the world and people, who you trust...
write it all out...but whle you do study it, become familiar with it and, after a while, it gets pale and lessened and then you can move on to writing about other things.
it will happen

you will write, as you have, about your little girl
you will write about that first love, and the search for it
the feeling you'll never find it again
but you will
you will grow and change
and other people will come in and out of your life
all the time making you a different person
teaching you things
giving you new ideas and understanding
and that will show in your poetry too

never give up on love
it will come when you are ready
trust me
i'm an old man
i know shit
hehehe

hmmmmm
this probably should have been a PM huh??

this is what happens when I have diet coke for breakfast

you are young fawnie
you made it through all the hard stuff already
the rest of your life should be a cake walk babe






I wish you always the best

 

[fawnie]

Re: Re: Re: Re: answer me, damnit

~hugs~

glad you found your way here
i think i can speak for at least a few of us when i say
we may not be " family" but you have a place among us
i know i feel that way


sometimes the best poetry does come from pain
because its so intense, because it is a part of everything you do
it sculpts you
it leaves it's mark on every choice you make ,how you see the world and people, who you trust...
write it all out...but whle you do study it, become familiar with it and, after a while, it gets pale and lessened and then you can move on to writing about other things.
it will happen

you will write, as you have, about your little girl
you will write about that first love, and the search for it
the feeling you'll never find it again
but you will
you will grow and change
and other people will come in and out of your life
all the time making you a different person
teaching you things
giving you new ideas and understanding
and that will show in your poetry too

never give up on love
it will come when you are ready
trust me
i'm an old man
i know shit
hehehe

hmmmmm
this probably should have been a PM huh??

this is what happens when I have diet coke for breakfast

you are young fawnie
you made it through all the hard stuff already
the rest of your life should be a cake walk babe






I wish you always the best

more like a banana dance!!



thanks tath, my philosophical friend!

this thread captured a little essence from everyone..i feel like i know everyone a bit better..

teach me help me while i'm here tro learn how to write..ya see, i have this really kick ass inspiring story i want to write!

 

[Guest]

Re: Re: Re: answer me, damnit

iit was hard to answer number 2 because i have so many demons that show their teeth through my poetry..but here's a go at it..

I find your poems unfailingly hopeful - always with a positive tilt. I admire you all the more for knowing where they come from. You're a hero!

 

[perks]

so when ya gonna post the answers?

oh! my turn, my turn... I'll get right to it.

Thanks everyone for playing, I love getting to know you all more.

 

[perks]

1. when was the last time you looked at nature and you felt its beauty? If you have one of those times, tell me what you saw, please.
I saw a bendable weed
lush green, strong
dancing to cricket song

she in full yawn
un-awed, sweet
sleeping at my feet


2. what are your top three demons that always try to sneak out of you into your writing, even though sometimes you just want to be fluffy?

a, my relationship with my mother and all of its unpredictability, it's extremes either to one side or the other.

b, my childhood trauma, but I'm not strong enough to make those public, yet.

c, the "snort"ing years. *chuckle*

3. Have you tried the new chicken salad sandwich from Arby's? cuz, it's really yummy. why, yes I have, the little walnuts, grapes, and apples in it, really make it delicious

4. What poem of yours do you think deserves an E, even though it doesn't have one?they can choose from three, disco inferno, microscopic men on my mind, and still. Funny that two of those were challenges. Heh, I jes looove writin' from my own personal subspace.

5. Did you know, that it's all about me? I keep tryin' to tell you

 

[BooMerengue]

cause I don't know stuff about some of you, and I'm interested.

so, perky please with me on top.

1. when was the last time you looked at nature and you felt its beauty? If you have one of those times, tell me what you saw, please.

I live out doors most of the time; it's almost a religion with me. Tuesday pm we had severe tornados here and I stayed outside watching for funnels so I'd know when to cut and run with the kids. Luckily they passed about a halfmile east of me, but while I was standing there I could see all the little mini gods and goddesses dancing up and down my hill drawing me into the woods below calling me to worship. Sorry if it sounds corny, but its true.

2. what are your top three demons that always try to sneak out of you into your writing, even though sometimes you just want to be fluffy?

"Desire, despair, desire... so many monsters."


3. Have you tried the new chicken salad sandwich from Arby's? cuz, it's really yummy.

Nope

4. What poem of yours do you think deserves an E, even though it doesn't have one?

this one oh, honey

tho I'm not sure about the E

5. Did you know, that it's all about me?

No... why?

(chuckling)

 

[echoes_s]

1. when was the last time you looked at nature and you felt its beauty? If you have one of those times, tell me what you saw, please.

Driving into the city tonight, watching the thick grey fog rolling in quickly, covering the buildings so nothing could be seen, mist on the windsheild in tiny drops, pooling together the running trails, rivulets down until a black rubber demon swept up to wipe it away.

2. what are your top three demons that always try to sneak out of you into your writing, even though sometimes you just want to be fluffy?

no answer there, that way i wont write about them

3. Have you tried the new chicken salad sandwich from Arby's? cuz, it's really yummy.

nope, dont have an Arby's here

4. What poem of yours do you think deserves an E, even though it doesn't have one?

none, mine arent thought provoking enough, too simplistic.


5. Did you know, that it's all about me?

OK