Re: Doctor Who died in Shadowville

In article <71946$482468c1$4c49bcfb$23293@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
>,
Will Dockery <dockery@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
>
>"Dennis M. Hammes" wrote:
>>
>>    Dockery is a psychopath
>
>Writes Dennis Hammes, the blubbering bugfuck who gloats over my imaginary
>death.
>
>>    (Why nothing any person seZ about "him" has any effect on "him."
>
>Of course not, since it all amounts to just a pack of fantasy and lies.
>
>-- 
>God's Toybox by Will Dockery (words) and Dennis Beck (music)
>http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
>
>Rob Evans wrote:
>>
>> Many people would not take pleasure in encouraging you
>
>No, most are too busy taking pleasure in personal attacks and libels...
good
>to see you're above all that.
>
>> >Anyway, thanks again for the honest opinion, though your statement
about
>> >''cliches and phrases borrowed from other song lyrics'' is a bit off,
as
>the
>> >example below shows.
>>
>> The example below with "step into this dream", "games people play",
>> "living in another time" shows combined borrowing AND cliches.
>
>As could be said about such lines of yours as ''today was poet's day'',
>which more than cliche are just plain /tired/ -dreary- chopped-up-prose,
>while such works as your ''Here's Jack'' and ''The Dwarf Under The
Bridge''
>are dreary cliche from top to bottom.
>
>My mission is to take what you call ''borrowing'' and ''cliches'', and
put
>them into a new context, in a fresh approach, as can be seen with the
lines
>in context -
>
>Dream Tears
>
>When the mill shut down
>we hit the pavement with a thud
>then we got up and kept walking.
>Some to the workhouse
>some to the poorhouse
>some to the whorehouse
>and the grave.
>
>This battered old shell
>looks like a death mask.
>Step into this dream
>only real to the sleeper.
>Like in a dream
>where you wake up laughing.
>
>Games people play
>all a cool illusion.
>
>> "pulling me back across my tattered brow" is truly original
>
>Agreed.
>
>> in that it is both gibberish and ridiculous
>
>Thanks for the comment, however shallow your thinking may be, Rob.
>
>Dragging pulling me back
>across my tattered brow.
>Dream--- 
>unholy afternoon of dreams.
>
>Lovers are gone
>sometimes the door opens.
>Mistaken for a human being
>a hilarious dream.
>
>> and
>>
>> miss her every day (apologies for translating into English)
>
>I don't see any change from the original, but okay.
>
>> she won't go away
>
>I went to sleep in another town
>dreamed I was living in another time
>life's like that sometimes kinda.
>Miss her everyday...
>she won't go away.
>
>Push the hair out of your eyes
>wipe back your tears.
>Let the wind blow through
>this unholy afternoon of dreams.
>
>Lucky to hear the Pluto girls dance
>the ground was glowing.
>Would you like to see the dwarf planet split?
>With one little karate chop.
>Every day...
>she won't go away.
>
>-Will Dockery
>
>> You don't write poetry
>
>Sure I do, love it or hate it... and the old canard ''this is not a
poem''
>could just as easily be pointed back at the dreary chopped-up-prose you
>churn out once in a while, as well.
>
>Again, thanks for taking the time to comment and give what passes for
>critique on these newsgroups.
>

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