From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #290 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Monday, August 7 2000 Volume 03 : Number 290 * If you ever wish to unsubscribe, send an email to * eda-thoughts-digest-request@smoe.org with ONLY * the word unsubscribe in the body of the email * . * PLEASE :) when you reply to this digest to send a post TO the list, * change the subject to reflect what your post is about. A subject * of Re: eda-thoughts-digest V3 #xxx or the like gives readers no clue * as to what your message is about. Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: What's so good about Perfection? ["Seth D. Fulmer" ] ET: ~infirmary~ [shivergirl ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sun, 06 Aug 2000 15:32:41 -0400 From: "Seth D. Fulmer" Subject: ET: What's so good about Perfection? Hello everyone, My baby just left for home cuz it looked like it would rain and I don't blame her not wanting to drive home in the rain. God I love you sooo much Stephany!!! :) Anyhow like we were watching City of Angels(yes this is like the 10th time I've seen it and loved every time) and I said I'd give up being an angel for her and she's like "Why?" This is my reasoning cuz I was thinking of it since you asked. I may have a goal of perfection but once I acquired that, I'd give it up and start over...But the poem sounds better I think ;-) Any questions, comments, etc. let me know(if you want); and if you don't want to receive my poems, just say so nicely and I won't send them to you :) Take cares and Have a Fantastic Day!! :o) -Seth ================================================================= What's so good about Perfection? by Seth D. Fulmer 8/6/00 I'd give up my wings to be with you always every day, every night, every second in between I'd make my halo so transparent that whenever you see me you wouldn't faint You ask me why I'd want humanity and I ask what's so good about perfection? It's so over-rated, It's just not worth it and besides can humans too can kiss like this. You rock my world, You spin my stars When you're with me, Heaven's only next door You call me your angel, yet I'm a human If I were an angel, I still would only be human Kiss me; Can you feel it? The mass euphoria all throughout me The love that I have for you every day and every dreamy night was invented by and for the human race and I use it all for you whenever you smile at me When you look in my direction, I feel all your love When you think of me dear, My wings and halo grow back ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 06 Aug 2000 17:55:58 -0400 From: shivergirl Subject: ET: ~the wrong terminal~ + you're the best/professional con artist/ this airport hotel/ever did witness/ holding my left hand/in the taxi/ forgetting to tip/just looking at me/ with crowns on/highway signs/ and the french equivalent/beside + do not disturb/the disturbed/ the door said/it read/funny/ like you/waiting for me/ to come back/from getting a coke/ from the third floor/vending machine/ standing in the hall/like you were locked/ out of our room/just enjoying a smoke/ when it was weirdness itself/as i had/ suddenly smartened up/and decided to/ flee on foot/disentangling myself + ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 06 Aug 2000 22:33:10 -0400 From: shivergirl Subject: ET: ~infirmary~ + i can feel you/slithering inside/ like a worm/eating away/at the lining/ of my heart's stomach/upset and nauseous/ all at once + we got aids/you're right/absolutely correct/ we made our home/in africa/that was our/ geographic location/of choice/our first/ deadly mistake/and all i want/to discern now/ is how/we got infected/in the first place/ when we were both/donning masks/using gloved hands/to touch/each other's hearts/ lying in separate/emotional beds/right from/ the start/protecting sex/from us/injecting lust/ into neurosis/for lunch/and you're all wrong/ and i'm not quite right/my quarantined baby/ when all around us/is tainted blood/ we need every white knight/because you/ never said it best/so i have to write it now/ after giving it/a rest/the only way i know/ how to make sense/of dissonance/ chasing words/it's my quest/despite the/ inherent death/sentence/gloomy prognosis/ of love's ending/breezy inevitably/once it's/ all done/but sometimes/i think/it would've/ killed less/to die/inside the same room/ with you/without her/visiting us/trying to/ be my priest/after hours/but still/during us/ bringing her sickly sweet/desert dry flowers/ and sharing her hiv + ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V3 #290 **********************************