Sure, if you're going to make a comment about skaters, at least try a little harder. Anyway, stereotype me if you wish, all skaters arent losers and potheads and idiots. Some of us actually have a soul. I dont care if you dont like my poems, i really dont. I like writing, im not going to stop, when i do that'll be the day i die. The more you tell me to stop, the more im going to continue doing it. (Just from an asshole's point of view)

dear pot, I always try to see if those who call the kettle black are also pots. You are a bit tenderhearted aren't you? meow and lick to you, cat

I have read some of your poems, we are at two different places and I don't mean poetically, I mean places in our lives in regards to perspective, so thats not a slam on your writing, but thanks for your input. I need to be able to see what others might see in my work. (revised because someone pointed out something i might have been implying which i wasn't)

dear horoscope thingy, thanks for your whole thing there, but it doesn't apply to me, because what i wrote wasn't an excuse, i am more than open to constructive critism, what i wrote was a joke (my response not my poem) due to the tone of Mac... i read several of his comments on various poet's poems and i think he's funny, i wrote something clever in hopes that he would comeback...but i still totally appreciate your list thing, but i truly do think this is a good poem in need of some tweeking, i posted it for advice, if i thought it was ok i wouldn't post it, if any of us thought what we were doing was ok, we wouldn't post. this site is about validation, so even you my horoscope thingy are here because of insecurity...i'm thinking you are a number four. meow and a lick to you, cat

The following, posted for your edufacation, are the Official Compleat Buncombe Dodges of Inveterate Guffers. Harken ye, etc., etc. 1) "My string of arbitrarily-linebroken abstract-to-the-max gobbles has caused you to question X or ponder X, whether or not that was my original intention, though now and forever hereafter I will say it was. I am a raging success at everything." ADDENDUM TO 1) "I'm always pleasantly surprised at the variety of interpretations I get for the abovementioned, a.l.a.t.t.m.g.s, all of which are true (even though I hadn't thought of them) except the negative ones. I'm a fucking artistic genius." 3) "I meant for this poem to be bad. I'm a jester." 4) "I wrote this in only 15.5 seconds. Fuck you." 5) "I've read your poems and they all suck. Therefore, I'm immune to your criticism." ADDENDUM TO 5) "I don't think we're at the same place, poetically speaking. This is because I'm better than you." 6) "You give no specifics." 7) [Some disingenuously positive response to the one positive comment on your poem, despite that the comment poster is a known dim.] 8) [Nothing.]

The ingeniously pseudonymed poet with the ellipsis, I'm assuming you are saying that your train of thought storms off to a place of internal reflection due to the original placement of words by cat. Your mind is also probably wondering how an animal manages to capture the conflicts of humans and their battles with their past, their present, and their future. But it doesn’t stop there you say out loud, "who is this cat?" Is it a cat, a co-worker, your best friend, the person you saw at the bus stop, the entity that created the universe. You can say it sucks if that makes you feel better, but I know that an ellipsis stands for the emotions that can’t be said, because you are so choked up and lost for words, that’s why you write, that’s why I write, because there is just so much that I can’t… so thank you, thank you for your well thought out comments, I appreciate them.