ars  moriendi

Oh my god i love this.. painstakingly beautiful and tragically poetic. hello there you . so nice to meet your talent. bows.

devilish

ah, such joy to have you 'round
these parts of the underground.
glad it worked for you.

thank you for the listing.:]

power,

sumeet

Had to google title.. Great one. Oddly offended by this for personal reasons, really powerful in that way for me. The pace increases and rests on that end question seamlessly. Mixture of questions and emotions arise. You hate this person? Love them? Hate seeing this? Question at the end makes think the narrator questions his judgementalism, yet so many justified reasons for judging...quite enjoyed, in an angry self conscious way

baron

good man. google can actually pull up
the text i believe. worthwhile, that.
offense, anger all work well. that
points that it was not a vain
exercise.:]

you have said all the right things, brother.  

always a joy to have you around.

power,

sumeet

Ah. Sumeet, I'm so glad you're back.
What a wonderful piece to return with.

carla

damn gal! :] i was worried when
i saw you as anonymous. though i
knew you would be back.

really happy myself to see you 'round.
never let the shit get to you. never.

thank you for stopping by, dear one.

x

sumeet

EEEP! SO damn good to see you, man!

This was desolate and expressed (self?) loathing at the apathy and the decadence of it all. SO awesome. Haunting and a smooth read.

Good to see you weirdo, B

ugly

damn! so so happy, gal.:D

thank you for everything you had
to say. was not very sure when it
happened. the usual self doubt.
blah.

glad it worked. 'awesome' rocks.

muchlove.

x

sumeet

I am positively bursting, you're back at last! It's been quite dull without you around.

As for the poem:

It wasn't pretty. It wasn't sugared and icing-ed and without the cherry that rests atop such a piece.

It was dirty and deep and down and expressive; with such a force of disgust that I can only imagine the hate being in the field of self-loathing.

Vile, I know, yet somehow invigorating; loathing with a tight grin.

"eyes that look
like hash coins
on fresh
ejaculate"

Romance? Far from it; though the eyes are rarely described for anything but. Love this line; very daring.

I can smell the loathing in my clothes after reading this poem.

Magnificent; thank you.

sublime

ah heart warmer.:]

all i can say is thank you. i am glad you
stopped by and left your thoughts.

positively bursting is quite something.:]

happy writing dear one.

lovelight

sumeet

gettin pretty good at it, man

good to read it again

petrus

ah, good to see you man. really.:]
coming from you, its something.

thank you for stopping by.

x

sumeet