We are your nightmares
To have and to hold
Lay waste your comfort...
What, were you expecting it to rhyme?
Monday, November 20, 2006
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Fearless, hopeless, voiceless, wordless
Faithless?
Heretic...
Rhyming is highly overrated. It can set into light tones things that shouldn't be. It's a common misconception that poetry has to rhyme. The poem decides if it wants to rhyme, not the poet. Poetry's supposed to be a natural extension of the poet, right? And if she tries to force it, it won't work right. Saying a poet has to rhyme would be like saying an artist has to draw in straight lines. It doesn't work that way...
Good poems. I likeyed them very much.
RYN: Ah, you're hitting on all my best qualities. Crazy, scary, kitten-eater... and... HALO! You still owe me a game...
Good advice. I'll keep the gentle thing in mind, definitely. Whatever I do, though, is gonna have to wait a little while. I don't wanna upset her right now. She has enough going on right now, with the Period That Wouldn't Die and whatnot. She needs supportive-loving boyfriend, not bone-to-pick guy.
Besides, only extreme masochists pick fights with their girlfriends while she's on her period. If you want a preview of the fires of hell, that's the ticket...
Scary shit...
Take care, love. =)
i'm glad it doesn't rhyme. good as it is.
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