I howled at this one.

Thanks for the much-needed belly laugh.

thanks!

nothing hits a person's soft spot like a sad puppy! 

just more original song lyrics, but it's something to read, at least:

v i c t i m s

hey little children living in the slums of bagdad
i'm gonna sue mcdonalds they spilled coffee on my lap
they stained my brand new pants with french imported coffee grounds
what, you can't hear me cause the bombs are dropping on your house?

look at all the helpless victims living in america
see how they suffer in their fast food air conditioned suburbia
their going to sue the sun for shining too bright, yes they just might
die if life gets any harder for all the victims in america

hey little children living in the streets of vietnam
i took viagra and i was erect for far too long
i sued my doctor and i bought myself a brand new car
why aren't you clapping, is it cause a landmine took your arms?

look at all the helpless victims living in america
see how they suffer in their fast food air conditioned suburbia
their going to sue the sun for shining too bright, yes they just might
die if life gets any harder for all the victims in america

fingers in my chili
aids and apartheid
harry potter spoilers
protests and suicide
ten commandment monuments
earthquakes landmines
costume malfunctions
children soliders, genocide

cry baby, cry baby, cry cry cry

and the mp3 link: http://www.derekneibarger.com/victims.mp3

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That is such a striking use of words.

I especially like the way it ends. Been there. Done that.

This isn't really my work, its just the lyrics to one of my foavorite songs of all time. Enjoy.

Love ain't for the faint of heart
Start Training, this game is hard
And arduous
You're gonna play in the dark like when it rains in the park
You're hardly conscious of the stains and scars
enabling your partly clouded logic
To pay to impart bliss with arrangements of chocolates, now
You're working yourself out the same as when you strain with a nautilus
And you're willing to embrace pain facing sustained negative consequence
If nothing you say when in love is embedded with common sense
Then, do you really regret when you've shredded your promises?
Now, I've tested the waters, kid. Sipped it; rippled the pond a bit
Visits have been abolished, and this ****'s killing my confidence
Is this filling your conscience when distance is an accomplishment?
If you miss chicks when they're around
the phrase "Let's quit" isn't an option
You best fix whatever's wrong and just move on and get on with it
Cause, You'll catch bigger fish in the sea if you manage not to drown in it
It's sad, but proud or not, most your standards go down a notch
When loneliness drinks at the bar you set too high
Cause, It isn't really my time, is it?
****...I just found the watch
But hearing the bell toll for me twice a day
has me fearing my grandfather clock
And I can't die without trying, my hands tied in knots
Knowing that I'll never learn to brave the waves if I stand by the docks
Love is hampered by thought, if you can handle the prospect of
Death - it's as massive a shock
And to intellects, it's a ****in' smack in the crotch
It's a cancer that rots your soul, tosses demons off of the road
Just use caution and know, that
love ain't nothing but a loss of control
Off then, we go

Love'll have you nervous, doing stupid **** on purpose
brain out of service, words slurred when you blurt ****..
studderin', utterin' non-sensical **** in your verses.
feeling like a shirtless, 4-breasted woman in a circus..
furthurly trying to gap an unfillable void..
because of parents never transfering that unbillical joy..
so girls create a false world of filling on boys.
exploited, guys playing with her heart like her feelings are toys..
but when you have it.. there's nothing like it, you get excited..
seeking those who provide it, on phones talking to psychics..
some fear it... spend their entire lives trying to fight it..
living in a confusing Hayes, like they're grooving to Isaac..
it ain't the end of the rainbow with a treasure chest and a map..
it ain't easily learnable with definitions in tact..
it can ride your train of though and demolitions your tracks..
hittin' and bullwhippin you, leavin' them slits in your back..
but i've been a lucky one.. loving parents, loving friends..
but I still spend alot of my life loving sin..
but I ain't a genious on it, I can only pretend..
cause over all it's an emotion I can not comprehend.. it's love

Love is like the feeling when you favorite CD is playing
Love is like graffiti on a train... meanin love isnt easy to explain
a feeling in your brain that can trigger jealousy and pain,
but can spread joy and peace in the same
love can make you feel like your on the beaches in spain
while your squeezin your dame on Washington Street in the rain,
but with to much heat then its flames you can get burned
when love aint returned it hurts deep in your veins
like needles and blades its crazy but you heard it from me
some women love, others flirt and they tease and purposely squeeze
into their tight skirts and there jeans to leave a man jerked for their cheese,
its all about the birds and the bees
love can keave a person relieved but still it can hurt when it leaves
ive never found a woman perfect for me
the music certainly feeds all the urges in me,
and im doin it for the love until its curtains for me...
its love

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The song is "Love Aint(Remix)" by Cunninlynguists

It really is good. Go iTunes it or limewire it or do whatever you have to do if you have a zune, just give it a listen.

I'll post again in the next couple days.

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from "Hymn to Intellectual Beauty"

by Percy Shelley

IV 

Love, Hope, and Self-esteem, like clouds depart
And come, for some uncertain moments lent.
Man were immortal, and omnipotent,
Didst thou, unknown and awful as thou art,
Keep with thy glorious train firm state within his heart.
Thou messgenger of sympathies,
That wax and wane in lovers' eyes --
Thou -- that to human thought art nourishment,
Like darkness to a dying flame!
Depart not as thy shadow came,
Depart not -- lest the grave should be,
Like life and fear, a dark reality.

That would be terrific.  Check your PMs - I'll give you my email address.

Thank you so much!

I've been working with a fragmented poetic style. There are 2 ideas, plus a piece of history, that converged. A long time ago I was struck by the idea of one-line poems, either single senteneces or fragments of sentences. I liked the fragment-idea because it's by nature pregnant with meanings, making the silences of almost equal value with the words. So I wrote a bunch of one-liner poems and some poems composed entirely of a series of fragments.

Several years later, along came the cell phone. Now these fragmented conversations are part of daily life and not just a poetic notion. This finally gave me a name for this style: cellular poems. Here are some one-liners and one cellular poem.

Everything is a knife

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We have the same differences

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A long time ago or some things take a long time

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There was a spike in the temple

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WINNING TO LEARN

We look to future because we're vulnerable.
It has nothing to do with how we dress.
We want to be different.
But have nothing new.

The mirrors still survive.
Dead in the halls of memory.
It makes us need it with it.
The monster that never tires and the fighter that never tries.

So have an apple and turn to love.
The growth rate was promising.
But a pall rises and suddenly checkmate.
How many ways for this to happen?

Every face is a question.
The answers sternly regard.
"I didn't want you to know I was asking."
Damn prophets and profiteers...