-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.17 Apr 2003

I think it stops being a poeme when you start using phrases like "What I’m standing on is literally the ink my every written word". When that happens, you know you've run out of paper and have scribbled over the edge of your desk and onto the floor. In short, you've made a bosh. An absolute bosh.

Only a lunatic would read a poeme that started on paper, continued on desk, then finished on carpet.