what it means here is that the items that follow pertain to / contrast with the item on the line above--the particular qualities of a 'listener'. sort of an outline, or a list. i do not know what they mean when some others use them, but when i use an indent, i use it as a visual clue: hey reader--look this stuff is about the thing it hangs off of. actually, it is up on another site without the indents, because i misformatted it, and decided to leave it. i think it is subtly different. i also think that the way it appears above is more appropriate to my meaning, oh mysterious one.

I just read "Nicholas Martin" and comments, and ... ...I don't know what to say. You've stunned me. I'm sorry. This piece is fucking killer. It boils.

I appologize that you had to see me get critical the other day. I hate doing that, but, believe me when I say 55% her weird wicked will, and 45% mine. bummer but shit happens. I'm glad you liked it, I was just getting back to simple writing again, but with more calibration.

The ivory describes the color of the canine teeth and the tiger's blood splashed face and smile coming clean while drinking in the creek, but your note is cool and accurate also, thankyou.

She's not defamed just an illegal alien that should watch who she pokes her lit on in her writing forever. I'm just letting her know that she's not my friend, and I think she's a fucking cunt. secondly, i changed the title once, removing her name from the original title, making it as aloof as any of my other 300 poems on this site. this piece is no different than any other poetical assault I've ever pulled on others or that they've pulled on me... Except for the fact that this one ends a very good friendship. why you should pretend to give more of a shit than me makes you a shit that has no grasp behind what you are chirping about. You see I'm letter her know that i don't play fucking head trips popping over with people out of the blue and going hi this is my husband we have a sacred bond blee blah blue and expect me to play along especially because Patricia has a notorious habit of getting in to a guy for a while and completely blowing every one else off while somehow convincing herself that that is NORMAL. it's not, what is normal is for me to be a little weirded out by the whole thing and concerned. threfore it dawned on me why she had been having such guy problems which included even me in the past. Period. In other words why would she even bother to come over to my house inn the first place? Did she do that to everyone? What was she expecting me to do? How would she behave if I did that to her, and then dissappeared? and many more various question all of which are balanced upon the fact that she's illegal and that's what' been standing in her way. Because Tauruses and COWS GRAZE LAZILLY and blow shit off until it comes back to haunt them. Now obviously I would never turn her in or hurt her physically, but i want her to know that i shared my deep secrets with her yet she hid this from me like it was some sort of game. i don't like being used to make people jealous or as any item of leverage ever. period. I'm not one to fuck with. Period.

"hello, my name is concerned citizen #1" genius

Perhaps if you don't want your tantrum to be commented on, you shouldn't republish it with a different title from day to day. Nobody is looking to get involved in your business with "Patricia", in fact, the average reader (including ordinary old me) probably doesn't even know the background info of why you are defaming her.