viable
beach boy avatars
muddy riot
drifters and pendergrass
lonesome cowboys
in the krishnamurti aisles
alimentary canals:
the Amsterdam trick
or treat: we regale
the mixed blessings
while peas and roast
beef and tofu
squalor are passed
to the little
kids table
and royal mess alike.
avaricious avatars? why be
so beguiled? whisper
on the downstroke &
see if casual
is Govinda’s way or not.
These daze we’d simply
call him a suck-up, but
70’s child that he is,
he deserves more
compassion; we’ll squiggle
with the moon later:
it’s all up for
grabs. now’s for the brighter
lessons.
paschal
You never used a coaster when drinking the love from my heart because you knew you would leave a stain, the way a water ring stains wood.
K0nk
she lifts her glass up and sees the ring on the mahogany table and laughs to herself, knowing what she did and not caring for once.
meg
I hate roller coasters. I used to like them, a long time ago. When I was younger. It’s weird, how I’m afraid of them now but I wasn’t then. That stupid anxiety. Aren’t the bad things supposed to go away as you get older? Shouldn’t irrational fears shrink? I guess not. I used to love roller coasters. The twists, the turns. Ups, downs. Now- I can’t stand them. The ever changing motion terrifies me.
Deena
Into vast avenues on seas of change. He felt monotonous, perplexed, a coaster on the labyrinth of life’s mudanity, but some tides brought opportunity, some sights brought enlightenment. To ascend beyond was his darkly dreaming desire and it would remember him.
CJ Roberts
the roller coaster flew past as i walked by below.
becky young
there was a wet ring plainly visible on the table. she had forgotten to use a coaster under her glass.
izzy
i put a cup on it once.
the coaster fell off the table.
another coaster i have, is made of metal and cups stick to it. when i pick it up itll fall and makes a louuuuud clang!
Joey
rolerr woo oopsy roller coaster coaster for a table and then fljaw;taewlj how long do i have oh that little green what the hell is nicholas cage doing? he looks retarded. what is this movie. that was a dumb ending. my phone just went off. this week was a roller coaster of hell basically real sarcasm right therrr i know that song where is it frommmm it’s balloons! what?
Samantha Fletcher
i like my drinks to be cold, ice cold. and when they are so cold, they leave rings on the table so you need a coaster. They are friendly and helpful but somewhat stuffy.
arielle
I’m trying to be a coaster, not roller, more of a floater; freedom is in the eyes of the beholder.
hmmmmm
Coaster, but the boring kind, the kind that only remains in one horizontal plane for the majority of its existence, to be sat upon by foreign objects, but it is the protector. I suppose there could actually be a “roller coaster.” It would simply have little bearings on the bottom. Might negate the protection factor though.
Chloe
I love rollercoasters. They go up and down and loop de loop sometimes. They say life is like a rollercoaster. I guess that has some truth to it. Life never stays the same, its always changing. You’ve got your highs and your lows. Reminds me of forest gump, when hes all “life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what youre gonna get.” Damn Straight..
Andrew Broccoli
rolling hills, i’m in the passenger seat, green grass and worn fences, the sun shines down, the breeze is a cold heat touching our skin, the music is the background to cover the beating hearts, this is beautiful
gabrielle
the coasters on the tables are dumb because tables can have water stains on them. that shouldn’t be a problem at all. it shows wear, and character and the love of a home, because when you love your home, you use it correctly. and you use it the right way. the way it should be.
maggie
roller coaster at six flags
coaster to set the drink on so it doesn’t get the table wet from the sweat of the drink
Andrea
It gets wet when you drink responsibly and can also be a heart stopping thrill ride.
could be used to describe most hippies most of the time.
Greg
Coaster’s have long been viewed as the bane of society, you can’t eat them, you can’t lick them, hell you can’t even balance the bastards i mean, what use are they?
One could assume they were useless, other than resting drinks upon.
You’d be wrong, for coasters are in fact, the manifestation of miniatures prophets, judging your every inebriated, intoxicated move and hand gesture, and because of that…
All drunk people are going to hell!
The end.
Jack Patman
coaster = menopause
jake
It’s what you put your drinks on so as not to anger your pompous, idiotic, neurotic and egotistical party hosts. Failure to do so results in the end of friendships. Coasters are evil.
Liam
inside the train station, upon the table where my wife had just passed was a lone placemat. we sat across the restaurant, and i couldn’t stop to wonder about why it just sat there.
jake
I already typed about coasters. Do you not change words every day or something? Ok, I guess i can write about roller coasters since last time I did table coasters. Well, roller coasters are fun! My favorite is Superman in Six Flags in Gurnee, IL. My first was the American Eagle in the same theme park. I wish I got to ride roller coasters more.
Kara
Coasters stop condensation from trickling down onto pretty wooden tables. Monica Geller does not allow anyone to drink in her apartment without first ensuring that there is a coaster underneith their cup or glass. I do not particularly like coasters; however, they do come in some rather entertaining shapes. It is also possible to put some fun pictures on them to make them less boring.
Kara
roller coaster. cup coaster. toaster. roaster. boaster. water ring. six flags. tea. coffee.
sam Miller
My life is a roller coaster. It goes up and down depending on how much control you have over the ghosts that live under your bed… oh wait you left your ghosts under my bed to deal with now didn’t you? Thanks for that. I can’t help but wonder if the gnawing inside of me is hatred for you and all you didn’t do for me. Fuck YOU.
K
I love rollercoasters.
mike
coaster is my name. you simply get it going and it all rolls down from there. No need to go faster, no reason to slow down, just coast…. There’s something beautiful in continuous motion.
C0lin
i sit alone, next to the hotel bed that is mine only for tonight.
i think of her. i miss her.
the sweat beads down my sprite as i look at my phone.
10:43
the witching hour.
once again, i am caught into what i long to rid myself of…
once agian i am part of the darkness.
darkness enslaves me… and i am one with it.
nothing has definition
nothing has sound.
Haley Devane
My mom has been looking for coasters for 5 years now . Instead we got rid of the goddam coffee table. Now we keep the cups in our lap. It’s a hassle and my mom still complains.
Mallory
the coaster sat on the table it reminded me of him he had always hated when I put a drink on the the table without something between it and the rosewood surface I wish he were here now to yell at me I wish he were here….
Jude Buck
I ONCE RODE THE ROLLERCOASTER THAT WAS EXTREMELEY FAST WHILE IT WAS RAINING. IT HURT. A LOT. I LOST A CONTACT.
Cassidy Fritts
sopping the drip-
cream turns black-
skinny, red haired
counter top affection
over shrapnel, for
bloody months now,
typical
the door keeps swinging,
rain
cigarette over cigarette
unfiltered
FTS
Coasting down the highwaaaaay.
There’s a squirrel walking acrooooossss.
I ran over the squireeeeellll.
I’m a coaster, baby, I’m a coaster.
COASTING DOWN THE HIGHWAAAAY LOOKING FLYYYY.
Diana
There were coasters everywhere. She couldn’t remember much about the party, but that the host had insisted they all place their expensive wine (in crystal glasses, naturally) on coasters. Pretty ones. Why was she still here?
Imogen Rosenbluth
There were coasters everywhere. She couldn’t remember much about the party, but that the host had insisted they all place their expensive wine (in crystal glasses, naturally) on coasters. Pretty ones. Why was she still here?
Imogen Rosenbluth
Coaster. Noun. One who traverses the coasts of the land – striving onward through wind and rain, a lone figure battling across sandy dunes of endless granules, a miniature figure from afar, a giant to the sand he walks on.
Ben
roller coasters give me the best possible rush eve. the feeling after you get off and you know that you survived is the most liberating feeling i have ever felt in my life. i get on, scream because i’m so scared and regret going on but once its done and over, it was so worth it. it gave me an odd sense of confidence i just can’t explain. go figure
lauren
Roller coaster! Of love! Or is that spelt differently? Spelled? Spelt? Who cares, abstract constructions of an oratory and abstract construct. Are we all carpet, or are some of us coaster? What happens if the coaster gets saturated? Do you need a coaster coaster?
Me
Coasters. They’re either fun thrill rides or the circular cardboard platforms you rest a glass on. Either way, coasters
make the world go round, the latter of which in a literal sense. ( if you’re riding one that loops, of course). Now, if you had to pick one meaning for the day wouldn’t it automatically be the thrill ride? what purpose dose the cardboard disc serve other than holding your glass? NONE! So go for the latter, ride the real coaster, and be sure to make it count.
Austin
She set the coaster down on the table.
Her face
bleak,
filled with wrinkles from old age,
like the watered down coffee,
sitting in the coffee pot
from a few days ago.
Why bother,
she thinks,
as she drinks the thin liquid
like tea,
to provide her energy
for the day.
viable
beach boy avatars
muddy riot
drifters and pendergrass
lonesome cowboys
in the krishnamurti aisles
alimentary canals:
the Amsterdam trick
or treat: we regale
the mixed blessings
while peas and roast
beef and tofu
squalor are passed
to the little
kids table
and royal mess alike.
avaricious avatars? why be
so beguiled? whisper
on the downstroke &
see if casual
is Govinda’s way or not.
These daze we’d simply
call him a suck-up, but
70’s child that he is,
he deserves more
compassion; we’ll squiggle
with the moon later:
it’s all up for
grabs. now’s for the brighter
lessons.
You never used a coaster when drinking the love from my heart because you knew you would leave a stain, the way a water ring stains wood.
she lifts her glass up and sees the ring on the mahogany table and laughs to herself, knowing what she did and not caring for once.
I hate roller coasters. I used to like them, a long time ago. When I was younger. It’s weird, how I’m afraid of them now but I wasn’t then. That stupid anxiety. Aren’t the bad things supposed to go away as you get older? Shouldn’t irrational fears shrink? I guess not. I used to love roller coasters. The twists, the turns. Ups, downs. Now- I can’t stand them. The ever changing motion terrifies me.
Into vast avenues on seas of change. He felt monotonous, perplexed, a coaster on the labyrinth of life’s mudanity, but some tides brought opportunity, some sights brought enlightenment. To ascend beyond was his darkly dreaming desire and it would remember him.
the roller coaster flew past as i walked by below.
there was a wet ring plainly visible on the table. she had forgotten to use a coaster under her glass.
i put a cup on it once.
the coaster fell off the table.
another coaster i have, is made of metal and cups stick to it. when i pick it up itll fall and makes a louuuuud clang!
rolerr woo oopsy roller coaster coaster for a table and then fljaw;taewlj how long do i have oh that little green what the hell is nicholas cage doing? he looks retarded. what is this movie. that was a dumb ending. my phone just went off. this week was a roller coaster of hell basically real sarcasm right therrr i know that song where is it frommmm it’s balloons! what?
i like my drinks to be cold, ice cold. and when they are so cold, they leave rings on the table so you need a coaster. They are friendly and helpful but somewhat stuffy.
I’m trying to be a coaster, not roller, more of a floater; freedom is in the eyes of the beholder.
Coaster, but the boring kind, the kind that only remains in one horizontal plane for the majority of its existence, to be sat upon by foreign objects, but it is the protector. I suppose there could actually be a “roller coaster.” It would simply have little bearings on the bottom. Might negate the protection factor though.
I love rollercoasters. They go up and down and loop de loop sometimes. They say life is like a rollercoaster. I guess that has some truth to it. Life never stays the same, its always changing. You’ve got your highs and your lows. Reminds me of forest gump, when hes all “life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what youre gonna get.” Damn Straight..
rolling hills, i’m in the passenger seat, green grass and worn fences, the sun shines down, the breeze is a cold heat touching our skin, the music is the background to cover the beating hearts, this is beautiful
the coasters on the tables are dumb because tables can have water stains on them. that shouldn’t be a problem at all. it shows wear, and character and the love of a home, because when you love your home, you use it correctly. and you use it the right way. the way it should be.
roller coaster at six flags
coaster to set the drink on so it doesn’t get the table wet from the sweat of the drink
It gets wet when you drink responsibly and can also be a heart stopping thrill ride.
could be used to describe most hippies most of the time.
Coaster’s have long been viewed as the bane of society, you can’t eat them, you can’t lick them, hell you can’t even balance the bastards i mean, what use are they?
One could assume they were useless, other than resting drinks upon.
You’d be wrong, for coasters are in fact, the manifestation of miniatures prophets, judging your every inebriated, intoxicated move and hand gesture, and because of that…
All drunk people are going to hell!
The end.
coaster = menopause
It’s what you put your drinks on so as not to anger your pompous, idiotic, neurotic and egotistical party hosts. Failure to do so results in the end of friendships. Coasters are evil.
inside the train station, upon the table where my wife had just passed was a lone placemat. we sat across the restaurant, and i couldn’t stop to wonder about why it just sat there.
I already typed about coasters. Do you not change words every day or something? Ok, I guess i can write about roller coasters since last time I did table coasters. Well, roller coasters are fun! My favorite is Superman in Six Flags in Gurnee, IL. My first was the American Eagle in the same theme park. I wish I got to ride roller coasters more.
Coasters stop condensation from trickling down onto pretty wooden tables. Monica Geller does not allow anyone to drink in her apartment without first ensuring that there is a coaster underneith their cup or glass. I do not particularly like coasters; however, they do come in some rather entertaining shapes. It is also possible to put some fun pictures on them to make them less boring.
roller coaster. cup coaster. toaster. roaster. boaster. water ring. six flags. tea. coffee.
My life is a roller coaster. It goes up and down depending on how much control you have over the ghosts that live under your bed… oh wait you left your ghosts under my bed to deal with now didn’t you? Thanks for that. I can’t help but wonder if the gnawing inside of me is hatred for you and all you didn’t do for me. Fuck YOU.
I love rollercoasters.
coaster is my name. you simply get it going and it all rolls down from there. No need to go faster, no reason to slow down, just coast…. There’s something beautiful in continuous motion.
i sit alone, next to the hotel bed that is mine only for tonight.
i think of her. i miss her.
the sweat beads down my sprite as i look at my phone.
10:43
the witching hour.
once again, i am caught into what i long to rid myself of…
once agian i am part of the darkness.
darkness enslaves me… and i am one with it.
nothing has definition
nothing has sound.
My mom has been looking for coasters for 5 years now . Instead we got rid of the goddam coffee table. Now we keep the cups in our lap. It’s a hassle and my mom still complains.
the coaster sat on the table it reminded me of him he had always hated when I put a drink on the the table without something between it and the rosewood surface I wish he were here now to yell at me I wish he were here….
I ONCE RODE THE ROLLERCOASTER THAT WAS EXTREMELEY FAST WHILE IT WAS RAINING. IT HURT. A LOT. I LOST A CONTACT.
sopping the drip-
cream turns black-
skinny, red haired
counter top affection
over shrapnel, for
bloody months now,
typical
the door keeps swinging,
rain
cigarette over cigarette
unfiltered
Coasting down the highwaaaaay.
There’s a squirrel walking acrooooossss.
I ran over the squireeeeellll.
I’m a coaster, baby, I’m a coaster.
COASTING DOWN THE HIGHWAAAAY LOOKING FLYYYY.
There were coasters everywhere. She couldn’t remember much about the party, but that the host had insisted they all place their expensive wine (in crystal glasses, naturally) on coasters. Pretty ones. Why was she still here?
There were coasters everywhere. She couldn’t remember much about the party, but that the host had insisted they all place their expensive wine (in crystal glasses, naturally) on coasters. Pretty ones. Why was she still here?
Coaster. Noun. One who traverses the coasts of the land – striving onward through wind and rain, a lone figure battling across sandy dunes of endless granules, a miniature figure from afar, a giant to the sand he walks on.
roller coasters give me the best possible rush eve. the feeling after you get off and you know that you survived is the most liberating feeling i have ever felt in my life. i get on, scream because i’m so scared and regret going on but once its done and over, it was so worth it. it gave me an odd sense of confidence i just can’t explain. go figure
Roller coaster! Of love! Or is that spelt differently? Spelled? Spelt? Who cares, abstract constructions of an oratory and abstract construct. Are we all carpet, or are some of us coaster? What happens if the coaster gets saturated? Do you need a coaster coaster?
Coasters. They’re either fun thrill rides or the circular cardboard platforms you rest a glass on. Either way, coasters
make the world go round, the latter of which in a literal sense. ( if you’re riding one that loops, of course). Now, if you had to pick one meaning for the day wouldn’t it automatically be the thrill ride? what purpose dose the cardboard disc serve other than holding your glass? NONE! So go for the latter, ride the real coaster, and be sure to make it count.
She set the coaster down on the table.
Her face
bleak,
filled with wrinkles from old age,
like the watered down coffee,
sitting in the coffee pot
from a few days ago.
Why bother,
she thinks,
as she drinks the thin liquid
like tea,
to provide her energy
for the day.