Faithless

*official statement* liana and i are just good friends ...

good naked friends. cool. *boy who started rumours grins to himself, now back in London"

that image is just too good.... what are you and fish trying to do, subsume such decorum as remains in these pages into an unmitaged voyeruistic boy frenzie for literate naked women in bed together? A xx

*points out that these women were not in bed TOGETHER* *in background liana prances .... hysterically laughing ... wearing a nightie with a pic of jesus on it which says "jesus loves you - but i'm his favourite"*

spoil sports. never mind "once you put real people in a work of fiction, they cease to become real, because the fiction, it is is alive, claims them". that's me bastardising an Amisism for my purile purposes. heh ;-)

*lounges on bed painting nails* are you coming to the po caff tonight arv??

sadly not in London at moment. about as far away as one can get - Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Dealing with minor family crisis.... *whilst occassionaly composing ditties by pool* will have to wait for another occassion to meet y'all. A

*squawking from shower* oh nice!

I was just about to post a thread about Faithless, some very fine stuff. Try the unpromisingly-titled "Karen, I would eat my earwax for you", which sounds like its going to be Victoria Wood, but then turns into a love-poem meets the Orb's "Little Fluffy Clouds".

hello still here still in bath

yes, Faithless is great... I gave some fivers to some pieces...

ha ha ha. oh i shouldn't comment. but i can't help it. sapphic overtones, trouser rubbing ribaldry, chit chat about the chit chat meet up, and to top it all i get comparisons with the orb. thank you lustrous people. i am aflame with tiny effervescences.

one more comment, and i do like this place enormously, but...i find entering poems under genre a little difficult, and also that you can only have a single poem within each group for each letter of the alphabet, is it me..am i a kack-handed kvetch? or is it really the case that the poets here have to manifest their darlings within such fascist mechanisms without so much as a bleat? and the eat my own ear wax thing was to offset any idea that i was one of those interminable softies who doesn't know how to have a real-ale guffaw at the rococo charles hawtrey poncing about we do in this gaff...

The way everyone does it is just to put "C=Giraffes" or so forth. Everyone uses up the "R" "S" "T" and "L" dead quick, so instead of opening up new sets, you just pick an empty letter and put ='name of story'

My L is still free. I'm willing to lend it to somebody.

Ugh, no it's not! I've made a dreadful mistake. So I will NOT lend it out!

Faithfull to a point of eating ear wax. The beauty and the beast weaved into a soulful necklace.

are liana and fish in a bed situation? flatmates? ladyloves? someone fill me in am I dense

*raises eyebrow*

I think the fact that Liana actually stated Fish was naked in bed pulled you suckers right in! How predictable are you men eh? Or maybe there is something rather fiendish going on with these two.. *stirs rather large spoon* *comtemplates telling everyone that Darren is now lying naked in the bath with David from next door*>>>>>doesn't have the same exotic lure somehow...David from next door is a farmer and wears wellies. Sorry Daz, the ladies on here are not impressed! Please can someone give us ladies a fantasy image to go to sleep on tonight? Why is it that the ladies have to do all the work eh? I have no doubt that Liana and Fish are babes, and the men folk on here are getting all the fun. What about us girls eh? *grumble, grumble..."

I was reading Hugo Williams' 'Billy's Rain' in the bath last night, just me and a dry martini does that steam up anybody's specs?

obviously not *sigh*