 spond 2004-07-13 . chapter 1 you did not ensnare me with your words and style, i find myself drowsy at the end...of course, that might also be because its 3:30 in the morning but i mostly think its because of how much you draw out your poetry. it must end somewhere, do not drag it out until it is nothing but a thinly stretched string that you can only walk across for so long before it breaks. |