nemato

somethings built over the velvet sky
someday plan to fall and be felled a mile deep
i am a black sheep
you're a keeper and i keep
the leaf green memories of you and i

the origin of nemato is quite simple
it's from nematocyst
that's from a jellyfish
or nematodes in general

the thought of you is like a pimple
is it written on my face, or shown on my wrist
taken apart and fixed like a get-go wish
this dream is nicer than emerald

nemato's thread rapes box's thread

i befriended the sun
on my journey to the moon
i saw a glimpse of jupiter
and it pains my ears
i ready my dinner, and then breakfast
one is for me, another for my friend
i hand the dinner roll to my new friend
and it tears me apart
so i cry, cry, and fishes cried
or fried?
i cannot tell
because all is good, all in all
i stand tall so i can fall
i fall into the void

what i do i know, other than what i know
to answer this i had to go
but i didn't go
no, i chose to stay
i stayed here everyday
without much to say

winter passed then came May
you came by, i said hello
i told you to stay here for few more days
and then the sun rose and i left

you were here, i was not
i was gone while you stayed on the spot
when i came back, you were not here
you left a memo 'fruits rot'

then i was alone
everything still aches, so do my bones
nothing is my own
after all that i am still a drone

i rose this morning, so i can be normal
i ate breakfast as if i'm normal
i'm not that normal
at this moment my heart died
i can no longer move
now is time for sleep

[N]emato wrote:

i befriended the sun
on my journey to the moon
i saw a glimpse of jupiter
and it pains my ears
i ready my dinner, and then breakfast
one is for me, another for my friend
i hand the dinner roll to my new friend
and it tears me apart
so i cry, cry, and fishes cried
or fried?
i cannot tell
because all is good, all in all
i stand tall so i can fall
i fall into the void

[N]emato wrote:

i rose this morning, so i can be normal
i ate breakfast as if i'm normal
i'm not that normal
at this moment my heart died
i can no longer move
now is time for sleep

i really liked those, did you actually write them

ya

lol

sigh

u guys ruined my thread

it is three in the morning

through the windowpane
i heard the rain,
the sound of disdain

raindrops kindly knock on my window
visiting me with the wind that blows
they're my guests on this strange night
beyond my reach moon silently glows
revealing the marks of the rain through its light

i sat and stared at the wall
there are crickets in my concert hall
and you aren't even here...

it is three in the morning.

penguins are awesome
they are better than opossums




in every way
opossums are actually gay

i was taught to use utensils
so were you, i assume
drawing groups of methoxyl propyl and benzyl
i rely on the fact that i'm holding this pencil
but after all that there is no room
it's filled with useless so please resume.
if this doesn't make sense it is okay
i know this is a strange way to portray
but i've had too many delays that took
years and seconds and money and books
this is a trap made of fish hooks
i'm hooked now and i need time away

shade under a tree is all i require
i whispered in wind and watched it soar higher
wind came and went, working hard to bristle my hair
beyond the climb i could see my blue green chair

my chair is under this beautiful tree
it's always under this beautiful tree
i boiled water and made some green tea
simmering under fresh air, this is all for me

gulping down the warm essence of herbs in my mouth
i felt the thirst evaporate like vapors around this cup
i followed its scent and trailed down south
stopping never to rest but to only look up

but in the end i had found my way back
i am back in my chair playing blackjack
never forgetting to feel the clouds passing by
today there are pretty clouds in the sky

l2p

learn 2 poem

blakeeee you got mentioned in this week's CSL recap lolz

i wrote a song with all my heart
my black heart and all its secrets
i bloated it away, i dismantled it apart
i emptied it clean without a regret
but i still hold you in your rightful place
whenever you seek me i will embrace
you and your reflections in my mirror
as you walk towards me, please come nearer
there is something i need to let out
but that is my own dying heart.

[N]emato wrote:

i wrote a song with all my heart
my black heart and all its secrets
i bloated it away, i dismantled it apart
i emptied it clean without a regret
but i still hold you in your rightful place
whenever you seek me i will embrace
you and your reflections in my mirror
as you walk towards me, please come nearer
there is something i need to let out
but that is my own dying heart.

i can tell u wrote this urself because it's terrible

nemato do you cut yourself?

hey fagtroll i missed u

THIS IS NOT A GAME. IT’S A TRIAL OF DOOM THAT DEMANDS PERFECTION UPON YOUR INPUT DEVICE. FASTER FASTER!! MY MOM WHIPPED ME. CLICK FASTER YOU MORON. I BIT MY TEETH AND CLUNG TO THE WORN OUT MOUSE AND PRESSED RIGHT CLICK. MY ARCHERS STARTED TO FOCUS FIRE A FIEND. NO YOU MORON AIM GHOULS FIRST. MY MOM BEAT ME UP. SHE SENT ME TO GET PRIVATE LESSONS FROM TOD.
HULLO IM TOD AND IM FRENCH.
TOD STARTED TALKING, I WAS SCARED.
I WILL TEACH YOU MICRO
THEN HE PULLED OUT HIS DEATHLY MOUSE AND STARTED SPAMMING…HIS PEASANTS DANCED IN HIS BASE AS HE BECAME MORE AND MORE INTENSE. FINALLY HIS HERO WAS OUT AND HE STARTED TO CREEP.
THIS IS CALLED CREEPING.
HE SAID. HE WAS SWEATING AS IF ALL THE FINGER MOVEMENTS WERE A VIGOROUS PHYSICAL ACTIVITY TO HIM. HIS ARMPIT WAS SOAKING WET. I GAVE HIM A TOWEL AND HE STARTED TO DRY HIMSELF.
HERE YOU PLAY FOR ME FOR A WHILE.
SO I PLAYED FOR TOD WHILE HE DRIED HIMSELF UP. ENEMIES BEGAN TO ATTACK MY BASE BUT I WAS SAFE BECAUSE I HAD TOWERS WHICH KILLED THINGS FAST. BUT WHEN I WAS DISTRACTED THE WARDEN BLINKED IN MY BASE THEN DIED.
YOU BUFFOON GET OFF MY COMPUTER.
TOD BEAT ME UP FOR PLAYING ON HIS ACCOUNT AND TOOK OVER. THEN HE TOOK OFF HIS PANTS TO VENTILATE BECAUSE HE WAS SOAKING WET FROM ALL THE SWEAT.
WOW YOU HAVE HYPERACTIVE SWEAT GLANDS. ARE THEY SEBACEOUS OR ODOROUS?
I ASKED AND HE SAID YES. HE ALSO SAID HE HAS GILLS FOR BREATHING BECAUSE WARCRAFT3 IS A LETHAL GAME AND YOU NEED OXYGEN. SO I AGREED AND DRANK A CUP OF DIET COKE BUT TOD DRANK BEER BECAUSE HE’S FRENCH. AFTER THE LESSON TOD TOOK OFF HIS SHIRTS AND SHOWED ME HIS BODY HAIRS WHICH WERE WET. ON THE WAY BACK HOME TOD KEPT FOLLOWING ME AND I HAD TO THINK LIKE A WARDEN AND BLINK BUT IT WAS NO USE. THEN MY MOM BEAT TOD UP JUST BECAUSE SHE CAN. TOD WAS ANGRY.

TOD KEPT CALLING ME NEXT DAY AND SENT ME NAKED PICTURES SO I DIDN'T FEEL GOOD.
MOM I DON'T FEEL GOOD CAN I SKIP SCHOOL
NO GO TO SCHOOL AND EAT THIS OATMEAL
SHE SHOVED OATMEALS IN MY MOUTH AND SAID THEY WERE HEALTHY