Expression pt1- Phig

• Artist: Taiomah
• Description: It's imcomprehensible because of how I felt at the time. It's part of a series of abstract, expressionalist poetry. It really doesn't have any deep meaning, it's just a collection of every thought that went through my head for a few seconds. I'll admit, this style is an aquired taste, so to speak.
• Date: 10/17/2008
• Tags: phig

How 'bout it? My friend, my new friend. I'd
like
to work with you. Come here for a second. When
the wind fell on me
I sat and cried. Love to Love to Love to Love.
New stroies of everyday people doing everyday things everyday
everyway. No What? No, Know WHAT?
semicolon;
This is a remix of my neurons. What comb?
The grass is green becau-
se it must be.
Elipsis mushroom swirl red dog monk iced bones 777!
No
Pets
Beyond this point.
Love to raffle.
No point in saying no.
Enjoy a phig as much as it enjoys you.

Comments

[Deathly Red]

Entertaining, in a wierd way. It's interesting to try and track the passage of your thoughts. Good job *nodds*

[Efface]

I found this an appealing lack of structure, actually. It was fun to read in the sense that it kept my eyes moving and the random-ness kept me on my toes. A true diamond in the rough! -applause-