dear horoscope thingy,

thanks for your whole thing there, but it doesn't apply to me, because what i wrote wasn't an excuse, i am more than open to constructive critism, what i wrote was a joke (my response not my poem) due to the tone of Mac... i read several of his comments on various poet's poems and i think he's funny, i wrote something clever in hopes that he would comeback...but i still totally appreciate your list thing, but i truly do think this is a good poem in need of some tweeking, i posted it for advice, if i thought it was ok i wouldn't post it, if any of us thought what we were doing was ok, we wouldn't post. this site is about validation, so even you my horoscope thingy are here because of insecurity...i'm thinking you are a number four.

meow and a lick to you,
cat

The ingeniously pseudonymed poet with the ellipsis, I'm assuming you are saying that your train of thought storms off to a place of internal reflection due to the original placement of words by cat.

Your mind is also probably wondering how an animal manages to capture the conflicts of humans and their battles with their past, their present, and their future.

But it doesn’t stop there you say out loud, "who is this cat?" Is it a cat, a co-worker, your best friend, the person you saw at the bus stop, the entity that created the universe.

You can say it sucks if that makes you feel better, but I know that an ellipsis stands for the emotions that can’t be said, because you are so choked up and lost for words, that’s why you write, that’s why I write, because there is just so much that I can’t… so thank you, thank you for your well thought out comments, I appreciate them.

you are right, it's a bit wordy, i liked the poem that you linked, but thats not my writing style...but i like what it said and how it said it, i don't know how someone gave that a one, maybe it was the old man in my poem...

no it's not an actual observation, unless you call my observations on how people get off the path of self realization and on to the path of bitterness and intolerance and end up going backwards instead of forward...

I was trying to use glasses as a metaphor for consciousness or awareness.

This person is suppose to not have a grip on reality, the right eye that's "far less" is suppose to signify a lack of morals, the left eye that's misshapen is suppose to represent the action of immorality.

Sort of like that person that thinks someone loves them, even though they find another person's undergarments in the bed or a person that convinces themselves that a 9-5 job answering the phone is fulfilling...simply because it pays the bills.

I was trying to tie in the whole unreliable narrator, symbolism type thing, ok, but apparently I failed...

If you have to explain it, I guess it needs a rewrite.

Of course.

What do you think I'm trying to say? Honest question, not me being a smartass.