Whoa, its times like this after reading a very good poem (or on other occasions) that i notive my vocabulary is repulsively limited because i want to say how profoundly deep and yet cryptic this poem was in a way that no one on the boards has without seeming overly intellectual or like an ignorant ass. This poem when read correctly, almost as if it doesnt rhyme, is incredible it just plunges you into a dingy yet docile world where the fear of pain steadily lopes behind corners desperately clinging to prey. i felt the trip to heaven and though when u sed "fuck you satan" after saying satan a few words ago it ruined that part of the flow overall i felt as if it was an eery hourglass on the backdrop of a mirror alowwing us to peer into the abyss and then realize that when we remove our eyes from the goal, we realize our future coinides with that of a grain of sand, 2 cents anyone? 1luv.