Empty Streets (417 hits)
Category: NoneRating: 0.55 on 9 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by Bohme (View user info) at 2007-01-24 17:39:20 EST
Here we are
Above empty streets
There are no shocks
I can feel every rock
Music pouring out
Chanting strength
Because tomorrow is not far away
And you can't sing
Here we are
Above empty streets
Towers reaching sky high
Look up and see
Clouds of man
Wheels turning
Whispering, "Progress"
But you know you're almost home
Vision blurred by speed
Here we are
Above empty streets
A final note
You must hear again
I speak
And it ends
User Reviews
Submitted by ih8u2man (user info) at 2007-06-21 14:32:57 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Now this is more like it.
Submitted by thorpe (user info) at 2007-03-26 03:56:00 EDT (#)
Ranking: -1
Sorry, this really wasn't any good. Try again though.
Submitted by swimmingbirdblue (user info) at 2007-01-25 02:15:42 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by lungfish (user info) at 2007-01-25 00:52:21 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Didn't read it. Fucking server's down again. +2 for everybody. FTW.
Submitted by i_can_get_you_a_toe (user info) at 2007-01-24 19:31:49 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
No Comment
Submitted by marginwalker (user info) at 2007-01-24 18:25:13 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
+2 first post
-2 poem (not that I dont like poetry - but as "mr" scourge mentioned, it feels as if it's missing something)
Submitted by Maltese (user info) at 2007-01-24 18:04:59 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Hi, I'm George Zimmer, founder and CEO of the Men's Warehouse. If you don't get your dick-dragging carcass away from my turf, I'm going to shove my sperm whale so far up your drainage pipe that you'll be tasting the underwear that I wear under my dapper suit for the next five years. The other night I tracked down the uppity bitch who drew this picture and I proceeded to free willy all over her face. I spackled her face with my salty man yogurt, making sure to cover every inch of her self-righteous mug. I guess she learned her lesson because she came back begging for more. No one can imagine the horrors that my greasy grecian man pole can unleash. Any hole that gets in my way will be spelunked by my mighty kidney scraper. I will plumb the depths of your moist orifices and then proceed to pump millions of future Zimmers into your innards. I'm just going to take a second out of my busy day of fucking the mothers and sisters of the people I hate with my mammoth pelvic forearm to deliver a rare short message. Shut up and get back in the kitchen bitch, or i'll choke you to death with my incredible manmeat. That fucking asshole George Foreman lies like the little bitch that he is. In actuality, I shoved my massive meat mountain up his wife and dog's asses, killing them instantly. Then I used George's own lean mean grilling machine to cook their corpses. I must admit, though, that grill can cook a mighty fine baby batter-filled main course. Foreman, bring it bitch, i'll knock your teeth out in a flashy display of my gargantuan manmeat, right before I use it to make your mother squeal. I guarantee it.
Submitted by sweetcheebs (user info) at 2007-01-24 17:48:17 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
I just simultaneously performed every bodily function the human body is capable of.
Submitted by scourge (user info) at 2007-01-24 17:46:51 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
hmmmmmm
this felt empty to me. incomplete maybe.
it will likely not do well. who cares about that though...? not me.
keep doing your thing, keep your head dwon, you'll do alright.
have a welcome +2. normally i'd give this a zero.