As someone quite heathen, I wish to vehemently protest the discrimination and political uncorrectnes of the fifth line. And I probably could put a price on your words, sir.

This reminds me of some of Guillevic's poetry (one of my favourite French poets, died in 1997). Just in the structure. But why the title?

Yeeshus.

Cut it up so that it's readable and I'll consider reading it.

foghorns are made out of t-rex's footprints and walpole's skunk stripe white. here's a nine for ya! 9. i still don't like you very much though.??

lose the last last line for total potency...grow me a summer is dashing! and change some of your fogs to mists or steam or wind held moistures collected i don't know anything but four fogs or was it three..great imagery, as i've come to expect from you. be wellt

Babies are made, but they still burn, dearie. Easily.

Then I guess you'd better go outside and play while you still can. I don't know about you, but I aint givin up my spirit. I like pickles anyway. For the effort...

It's good to feel, but don't let it consume you. Walk with us, slowly, and you'll be fine. Both pieces are emotionally saturated. You have pattern and rythm though, something I struggle for. 5/5

because you taste like flat soda in a sock...quite frankly.4.???

Congratulations. You make me WANT to punch you in the face. Bravo for this piece, which is a magnificent work for getting others to fulfil your desire to get a broken nose. It actually looks as though it might be good. But cut it up, fer gawd's sake, cut it up!

yes.this piece also is worth its weight in gold. a binding read through and through. 9.w

change all of the "yous" to toaster. and the "yours" to pickle-bumps. carry on.??

david is her engineering friend who wears plaid and climbs mountains. i like him he's funny nice poem.8.

I'm curious about line two; Swedish? From this poem, I thought you were a male. "Just to seem more human" but, the result is seeming more like an emotionless automaton.

Strong writing, Katie; I think of two cowboys in a duel, gangs, etc. 'The anger is hereditary' makes me wonder. You gotta keep 'em separated; teufel hunde.

I can't help it. The first lines are far too redolent of Shakespeare's 'Timon of Athens' for me.

Bravo for knowing how to use musical imagery. Even more bravo for knowing how to use the word 'crescendo'.

this is quite charming and true. 10.??

i will keep this in mind when i go to my ten year reunion in a few months. lovely.