Member Rara Avis
This is one of those poems that I just write to fill space on my windows screen -- blank wallpaper is boring. I write a poem to fill the screen, then mess around with shading, coloration, etc., to get an appropriately cool look. I usually don't share these types of poems, because their duty is to occupy space more than anything else, but actually, the first part of -rain stones- was one of those poems, and this one's too singsongy not to share.
(repeat it over and over and over again and you'll see what i mean)
i want you to put this in your face.
don't worry about the spindles of disgrace.
it's no worse than loss of your place.
you see, yr the prize horse in this race.