no, i knew that dq was a character, but without a deep familiarity with the text, your message is lost on me. i have merely surface knowledge--to know the author, the character, the quest-- so, if you want to leave this poem to reveal its message only to those with cervantes fresh in thier minds, i don't see a problem with writing to an erudite audience. but you see, i am no dunce, and try as i might, i cannot unravel it. and, hatters hare is probably the most intelligent person i know, and she gave you some valid crit. i am merely trying to show you that you are not communicating clearly. where is the point in writing a poem like this, if no one gets the joke? maybe h gets it--he's a sponge for info. but, without more context clues--like the tidbit you left out about the head being held up--i am at a loss. you are welcome for the humor. i only wish it had transgressed into understanding.

z, i think we need to gather some comrades and smash abes head in. did you see his other poem? the computer mumbo jumbo? isnt that just filled with brilliance? aye? you, me, hatter, 3 people do not fully comprehend his message, we are lazy bastards z.. we are monkeys unable to grasp the mans genius.. he is so full of himself, that he wont discuss anything about his meaning, and im sure its an arrogant "you must figure it out yourself, i have laid it out there for you" its denial of an extremely ignorant sort. dont you think? am i an arrogant shit who just seeks to ridicule him? am i so evil? bah.

yeah, sure, its layed in subtle veils. bullshit. you offer nothing to clue anyone in on what your trying to say. its all just the readers being too lazy to figure it out abe.. isnt it? your a fruit boy that is not very succesful at selling his fruit, because theres so many other fruit sellers.. yeah, your self love and "im so brilliant" thought process has turned you into goo. i had this problem once too, i got my head caved in afterwards. it was an unpleasant way to wake up.

And by the way I appreciate greatly your effort. Thank you for humouring me.

ah this is honest confusion... DQ is in the book, Cervantes has just written a scene wherein DQ kills a bunch of people. Cervantes is so shocked at the incident that his held is held upright by his non-writing hand, because he no longer trusts his writing hand. the rest I won't discuss.

I never said the message was clear. I admit it is difficult to get at. I DEMAND ELBOW GREASE! :)

fair enough

so dq beheads his creator, in order to maintain his own existence? but if c is beheaded--head held alost by dq--how does he stumble away, unless he's avian? humans tend to drop flat, not stumble once relieved of their head. is this what you were driving at? ai taking over? if it is, then man, you've got some bends in the road to get us there.

...Did you notice it was an acrostic? All this talk about God is making me want to burn a crucifix or a church or something. Billy D.

neither does an entire bucket over time, nor a brackish pond if they cannot purify it

well, cmon now, chico just has some gears that suffer reverse rotation and need a serious amount of grease.

No eye has ever dived into the sea of my emotion penetration... i mean, if its not erotic, you sure got me all confused with this type of writing. that or im just an oversexed bastard.

with the language you used, yes. subtle in nature. ex: And we’ll draw and weave colors as we lay in bed.. gets me thinking of bed wrestling, skin blushing in arousal, rainbow hallucinations from orgasm.. shit like that. -shrug- what were you attempting to do with this poem then?