And thank you for that. Definitely will yank it and revamp.

i like the analogy: the map, the grandfather. the image is a snapshot of a memory, nostalgic with not a trace of saccharine. nice job.

don't dare correct my spelling

It would have more impact if you tightened some of the images; some are a bit strained. Also the images would say more to the reader if you dropped the " depressingly hysterical". Let the images tell us this not the poet.

oh yeah, poetry.com...i've got 2 poems in that book...actually, i've got one coming out on the new cd The Sound of Poetry...its professional and everything! i'm TWITerpated...anyway, image is nothing, thirst is everything...WRITE! goddamn i need to lay off the acid.

this takes me to another place with its mind bending awfulness

...i forgot to mention in my last ramble, but -=Dark_Angel=- inspired my poetic tones to write a pile of garbage to www.poetry.com and see how far it makes it...i'll keep you all posted.

nice one i like that poem its very good and happy!!!!!!

Ah a good one, curse ye gods for making me this way. I don't mind telling you i had hoped for something as awful as The poet, but thenyou wrote this and i had to grudgingly give you 6 of the best, beat and bash and maime and hurt.... its alright i've taken another pill doctor says i'll forget about her, knives, shovel, rake, howl sob snivel, given time.

I met her on a monday and my balls turned blue, da do run run run da do run run, saw her on a tuesday fucking someone new, da do run run run da do run run, yeah! My balls turned blue! yeah! She fucked someone new! I chopped her into pieces (cuz I really don't like girls much anyway, they're all so mean - why won't they love me?) ...da do run run run da do run run

There you go my intimidated whiner. Put a real poem up and quit wasting our time with your babbling nonsense. You express your opinions all over the place and only post this along with the other crap that I am not sure if you are trying to get a rise out of people or you have just been living with your mother in the basement way to long. I speak, I infuriate, but I also write poetry. You should try the same.

Don't dive Mr. Luganus, for fear of contaminating the pool! But alas, ye snickers bar is unsinkable!

no dear thats just repeating whats already been said, ah no no my mistake thats your stock-in-trade

verry whell done and whatever was going on in your mind must have been very strong willed for you to come out with such exspressed words

very good. you must have very mixed up feelings!!!!!! is this what was truly going on in your head?????? if so i think from a persons perspective a poem is best written if it is actually part of someones feelings dont u think so to? but yet again i must say that poem is truly brilliant whell done

this poem is truly great and it makes you think of how easy certain things are. some people may regard this poem as simple and stupid and i believe it is but only to a certain degree and it is still a good poem despite certain dissagreements people have with it.

brilliant...it would be better if you could come up with a surprise ending but still it is verry good!

could've used some pubic hair umlouts...or however those germans spell things...i can't remember anymore.

this poem has a nice rhythym, and the line "starve what i can't feed" might be one of my new favorites.

tightly wound darkness - nice rest of poem - not nice.