Comments on: inventory http://www.haggardandhalloo.com/2007/10/19/inventory/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=inventory Publishing Creative and Contemporary Writing Tue, 07 Feb 2012 03:47:14 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Quasimofo http://www.haggardandhalloo.com/2007/10/19/inventory/comment-page-1/#comment-403 Quasimofo Wed, 24 Oct 2007 01:13:16 +0000 http://www.haggardandhalloo.com/2007/10/19/inventory/#comment-403 Ohiyo gozaimasu! MMMM. i luv this ['Inventory'of] imagery...enough to make a 'Yellow Submarine II'---and George Bush plays the head 'Blue Meanie'. hehe! Just kiddin'. i got to say that pic scared the crap out of me...'The Grudge' made me poop fudge! The poem: "Color prints of assorted gods"...yes! Give me more Inu Yasha double-vortex soul-bleeder strikes to the poetic celebral cortex with the 'here/there/' bobbin' weavin' SBP spontaneous bebop prosody jizzum ogling the jejunum [last phrase stolen from Halifax] spewed like a Mt. St. Helens being made love to by 100 Park Rangers with goat-tees and spandex speedo whitee tightees bumbling into ballet of wheel-chair dancers' silent bru-ha-ha...hush little baby, hush, shshsh... Also liked that end of line word rhyming with next beginning of line word...yaa! i saw that! Even though i cringed a bit when you used the word 'forlorn' (which i don't know why, i just hate that word (itself))i luved poem. Please descend from Mt. Fuji, take a Kodak moment, and send us more! Until then, i will wait like the exiled emperor by the kingdom by the sea... Ohiyo gozaimasu! MMMM. i luv this ['Inventory'of] imagery…enough to make a ‘Yellow Submarine II’—and George Bush plays the head ‘Blue Meanie’. hehe! Just kiddin’. i got to say that pic scared the crap out of me…’The Grudge’ made me poop fudge!

The poem: “Color prints of assorted gods”…yes! Give me more Inu Yasha double-vortex soul-bleeder strikes to the poetic celebral cortex with the ‘here/there/’ bobbin’ weavin’ SBP spontaneous bebop prosody jizzum ogling the jejunum [last phrase stolen from Halifax] spewed like a Mt. St. Helens being made love to by 100 Park Rangers with goat-tees and spandex speedo whitee tightees bumbling into ballet of wheel-chair dancers’ silent bru-ha-ha…hush little baby, hush, shshsh…

Also liked that end of line word rhyming with next beginning of line word…yaa! i saw that! Even though i cringed a bit when you used the word ‘forlorn’ (which i don’t know why, i just hate that word (itself))i luved poem. Please descend from Mt. Fuji, take a Kodak moment, and send us more!

Until then, i will wait like the exiled emperor by the kingdom by the sea…

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