Prose Poem Number 1!

[musky_ox]

Oh foul temptress of forbidden pleasures, why do you taunt me so? Why do you hide from me things that lift my spirits as high as the highest cliff? Why do you come out from your dark, murky cave only when I least desire to see your wretched form? I find the path I want to go down, and all of the fog lifts. But then you come with a different path

Comments

bravo

[emma_williams]

I slept in this morning, on purpose, and my friend Rachael said she'd pick me up at lunch. So while I was waiting for her I read your "Prose Poem Number 1!" and I was in awe, Mister Ethan. I never knew that you had so much in you. Not to say that before I thought less of you as a person, but after reading this- you are just Wow. plain ol' extra-ordinairy Wow, through and through. Normally when people take dumps on the inter-terd its all skanky smellin', but your shit is like cinnamon roles, Hombre. It is reaking of warm, creamy goodness.

Re: bravo

[musky_ox]

Awww! You are too kind! I wrote this lat night right before I went to bed. So it might of been induced by lack of sleep! If you liked this one, I'm going to type up the other prose poem in a few moment, and mayhaps it'll be worth a view! Thank you soo much again!