Jason Rimbaud

I don't know about everyone else, but I'm thinking this one if done. Any thoughts? jason R.

And may I say, welcome, Maddy. As for everything you wrote above, you sound like a guy that not only will fit in nicely with the rest of us wacko's here, but you'd be the first one I'd try to know if we went to the same school. And were even close to being the same age. Jason R.

I refuse to comment on anything I've read in this blog entry.Jason R.

Hey Gabe, As usual, I like what you offer up for us. As usual, I love the command of words you employ to narrarate your pieces. As usual, I got lost in the imagery and raw emotion that your work envokes inside me. And as usual, I had to read your piece over and over again. Not because I didn't understand what you were trying to convey, the piece was quite clear upon my first reading, but just to relish in the way you construct your poems. Hands down, you are one of my favorite poets. I'm so glad I found you here at Awesome Dude. Reading your poems always challenges me to become a better poet. Great job. Jason R.

Untitled Is there some other way out of here Other than driven by our own fear Maybe appeal, of those we hold dear Self reliance abandoned, that much is clear But am I leaving or running away By not moving from where I stay Faltering, each and every day No, there must be another way I must search out the reason why More so now that I feel the end is nigh Loneliness rules; I refuse to die Without knowing, why am I? If I step back and look for clues

I could move you know. I have a credit card and everything. Jason R.

I woke up this morning feeling uncharacteristically happy and it took me a few hours to pinpoint the reason for this exciting emotion. Then I realized that my nose no longer bleeds when I blow it first thing in the morning to clear the sleep away. It's been years since this happened. Maybe sobriety has it's up-sides after all. Jason R.

Is there some other way out of here Other than driven by our own fear Maybe appeal, of those we hold dear Self reliance abandoned, that much is clear But am I leaving or running away By not moving from where I stay Faltering, each and every day No, there must be another way I must search out the reason why

If I knew what the restrictions Awesome Dude has about posting, questionable pictures in my blog, I would so show a few pictures that would make you crazy. Pictures that he has sent me, by the way. Can we say, NUTS? Jason R.

That actually helps a lot. Considering the fact that I'm a bit older and when I was in my teens no one wanted even a rumor floating around that they were curious or comfortable snuggling up with another boy. It helps to get a perspective from a younger man.And after the events of tonight, Saturday, things are becoming a bit more clear. Thanks Maddy, it was very helpful.Jason R.

I like it, it sounds so...mysterious. Radbaud...Jason Radbaud, I'll have a glass of skim milk, hold the skim. Jason R.*dances around my apartment singing* Camy likes me...he really likes me

I feel a bit stupid, even more so than usual. See, I read the blog entry, but I didn't see a poem so I thought Des was fooling around. Now I see the little link and need a drink so I can think about my wasted youth.Jason R.

If the answer is 84, then what is the question? Jason R.

Untitled Is there some other way out of here Other than driven by our own fear Maybe appeal, of those we hold dear Self reliance abandoned, that much is clear But am I leaving or running away

I know I should write these things down. Dirty sheets=BAD Clean sheets=good morning. Jason R.

Perfect. Jason R.

Since the poetry forum has been a bit quiet lately, I want to spice things up a bit. If interested, I'll begin by posting a single line of poetry. Then, as inspiration strikes, each following member can add the next line. Anyone can make multiple posts as they see fit but allow someone else to post a line from the last line you posted. I'm curious to find out what us Awesome Dudes can come up with. As for form or rhyming scheme, let's let muse decide. I'll start. Untitled Poem Written by: Awesome Dudes Is there some other way out of here

Just now, as I was readng Rad Steven's blog, where he frets about the prospect of having to cut his hair for a crappy phone center job. While I was commenting on his blog, I suddenly remembered a time when I cut my hair. Which gave me an idea about a story that I began outlining tonight. So included in everything I said earlier, I also get inspiration from Rad Steven's blog. Jason R.

Hmm, I cut my hair once, not for a job, but for an ex-boyfriend. I think there's a blog entry for that story, but later as I really shouldn't go on about that here, but seeing that I'm slowly going bald, I hope you don't have to cut your hair for any reason other than your own personal whim. Good luck on both counts, finding a job and keeping your longish hair soon to be shoulder length.As for Wibby calling a call center. Quite impossible Rad. Since you don't have Raccoons where you live, I'll explain a few things. They don't have phone, and if they did, they wouldn't know how to dial any numbers other than sex 1-900 numbers. But like Cole said, all that patting, probing, washing, well you know. Jason R.

I can't even begin to explain what happened tonight at work. Not in the amount of time I have to write this. Because right now he's on his way over to my house and will be here in a few minutes. All I can say is he was very.....affectionate with me tonight. Definitely new behavior than ever before. I'm almost scared shitless and completely on pins and needles waiting for him to arrive. Oh my god, I hope my sheets are clean. Got to go, write more later.Jason R.

I would like to add my congrats to Rad's congrats. But I know it will be pointless as you like him better because he has a cooler name. I really can't wait to read it. Jason R.

I don't really have time at this moment to reply to everything that was said, but once I finished reading Cole's comment, my phone rang. It was Mark, asking if we could hang out after work tonight. Mark has never called me before, and this was right after I read Cole's suggestion that I should share my blog with him. I think I'm going to be sick. Well, wish me luck, I'm off to work.Jason R.And again I agree with Trab, scared shitless to be hurt again gay boy sounds like the better title.