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"once upon a t ime..." hehe its been long since i used those letters. mo ther calls. depressed."you shd strive yo attain 100 percent att.
poems unwritten
words unspoken
thought writtennot. poetic day it was for some strange reason. every september i seems to ve depressed during 20ths-25ths. haha. its all gad. may be. since 9th.
its ok nice onli but. thats the biological clocky shit it looks like, though i dont really believe in itr and know its all shit. getting soywerther. telugu internet guy.
i wanna write a poem too.
here and now.
the pointlessness of this
this very poem.
oh let it be.. mystery of heavens
and misery of helen's
random thoughless poems. let them be written by the most gratified souls to be born on this plannet.
ways in which its seen!
God! thanks to myself!
i dont believe in you.
how poetic i am.
oH lover of narsisiself
of me that had hidden the most worst schizophrenics ever.
or may be.,
may be its all a hypochondria.
oh isolated sole. haha lagh you do.
hoho cry you seek.
i will try to use my rude tongue and unrude tongue to address you.
my most irritating you., me!
comrade! oh red comrade!
i know knot of the self.
self. gibberish
utter gibber i type.
rubbish. rubbish rubbish!
i walk to talk to contradict.
trgrrrrr says the auto
i wanna type this word "auto" badly since two days.
so do i. gratify my wish.
wish thats childish. she was childish.haha
no! thats not what i mean.
i mean somethingelse. i bet i can never guess it again
eat shit and think like everyday.
break the monologue using another monoligue.
haha how funnyly intellectual you are!
i pity you! i love to pity you! i am falling in love with charlotte..
may be thats an empty sinifier.
haha. let there be mistakes: for, they arouse different signifieds.
haha. i laugh again.
may be, these are the funniest lines i can write for you.

cat sat on
a mat
next to cring man.

mouse!
mouse!
A computer muse!
thin thin
thing
tring.

bathroom slippers
slipped again
into my mouth,

wanna be haikus
flow out of my
hen.

i wanna pee
like a bee
in the see.,
i wanna laugh
like a dwarf
in a puff.
sense
scenes
seen,
auto auto auto.

the dead man
psychoanalysed God
with freud.

dead mans head
butter flys nest
singing songs

dead cigarettes
sexual godmen
dead dogs

crying baby
sitting on a broken tree
with a headless dog

Apsyched highs
haikus inside
underground inter nets

crying men
dying flemm
shitting bats

dog cat mat juxtaposing under the spreading chestnuttree