I write terrible, terrible things and get away with it on the interwebsssss lol

I write poetry, mostly. I post it here in its semi-finished draft form for criticism and your entertainment. I like criticism and shit like that, so send me a PM if you would like to help me out, I will consider what you have to say if it is sound. I will sometimes make a separate chapter of each poem with a revised version, these chapters have no end. I want to improve my abilities as a poet and writer of fiction, and a separate eye is often the key to development in said endeavors.

Sound Criticism:
Word Choice, Meter, Rhythm, Word flow, Sound problems... shit like that.

Unsound Criticism:
"You suck". "I don't like your themes". "OMG DIS WUS SO BAD n STuf"

I write how I write, I have my own voice as a writer, and I will only change it so far as long as it benefits the creation (I rather disappear behind my work for the most part). I believe in compromising only to an extent. Some of what I write is complete shit with, perhaps, only a couple salvageable lines (and I often know this before you do). I experiment with writing, structure, themes, sounds (it's music to me), and content, so there is always a new idea in my head waiting to be written.

Update:
As of November 23, 2009, everything on this page is all that exists of the hundreds of poems I have written over the course of the past years. Everything else has been lost to a computer virus and there was a mistake in the back up I made. Stuff will come slower now.

Update:
November 27, 2009. Our Father's Sins has begun to write itself. I have only small ideas associated with the plot of the story since it is primarily written in a semi- Stream of Consciousness style. It has bad words in it and sexual themes. Have fun with it.

Update:
December 3rd, 2009. In my recent reviews of my poems, I have discovered many of their errors, sometimes my ADD kicks in and it becomes difficult for me to focus and then I write stupid lines and make stupid silly mistakes, which are annoying. It is also difficult for me to read my own writing with a critical eye when I am too close to it, or for a better way to say it, when I still remember what I was thinking and I see it on the page whether it is there or not. Therefor, I apologize for many of the errors in my poems, and soon revisions will be done on most of them, while some will disappear because they make me cry every time I look at them, because they are terrible.

Update:
December 7th, 2009. I am looking for an editor, someone with insight and a critical eye. Someone with experience in literature. Please send me a PM if you are that person.