I thought since this was ignored in the Poetry forum, perhaps mah homiez in da Random forum might give me feedback ; ) I just came down from the sky. My father was a pimp. His closet was full of pink stuff and my sister was his gimp. I just came down from the sky, bought myself a leather belt. My Grandad was a Pepsi bottle so the earthquakes he never felt. Now I'm on my way down. First I'm gonna catch this punk. Catch up on the hysteria and join the great witch-hunt.
I like reading people's poems and writings, not so much with giving feedback because what spews out of people's minds is their own... good job guy...
its hard to take a poem with slang seriously. Shakespear could pull it off because he was inventing it, and giving his slang his own meanings. But i dont think pimps and punks really work in poetry.
ya it might be a word, but try winning a local poetry contest with any poem with words: pimps, punks, pepsi bottles. It will be hard as fuck.
It sounds like a used car salesman shooting a commercial in his basement with a new rap he just wrote so he can "relate" to the kids of today so they'll buy his cars. Thats what I got out of it anyway.
I have a poem... I like to look at things I blink at times And then my mind sings It tells me things I don't want to hear It laughs I am bathed in silent fear I say a word out loud silence just my static mind making sound.. wicky-wicky what.. oh yeah...
Haha... I don't think there is any hope for this infection, it has already started to spread and smell deadly... It could kill an entire village...
I wonder how hoe (the gardening tool) got turned into a slang word for slut or prosititute...who thought of that... I'm going to start using Shovel or Rake as slang and see if it catches on..
I'm going to start calling hoe's (gardening tool) Whores... I think it will switch things up a bit... I'm also going to start calling people "Ham" and use it in a context like "dolt" and see if it catches on...
