Concerning catering to traditional poetic structure
If that I could understand the uses of these willfully chosen confines by my kin, I would also so constrict my words, but as my heart bleeds a free-flowing ink, I could no more constrain it than smoke. To be meant for such constructs, I believe one surely can be admired, but such exertions on my part more closely resemble acrobatics to slip my own flare into the edges. Rather, I will write as I feel, and allow my work to burn with its own raging intensity that brands the hearts of my readers with scars that never fade.
-Rain Weight 18th, January 2012
-Rain Weight 18th, January 2012