You know, this kind of eerie dark imagery is just what I love to see from you, especially when the majority of your poem is devoted to describing and setting the scene, where your actual meaning is almost hidden in the symbols and imagery. That's an amazing talent, Riley, to be able to put your reader in a scene, in a dream, and ask that they find their own way out.
I've always said you were a prodigy, Riley. This is just another reason to believe so. It goes in my private library for when I myself have that feeling you describe, the feeling of guilt so deep-seated that no amount of rain can wash it away.
I hope you're still writing, you are an absolute gift to the world...
Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.
~Percy Bysshe Shelley
[This message has been edited by Local Parasite (06-01-2003 02:00 PM).]