a mouthful, yes, I know, but that’s the way with some disguises. sometimes words assail, beguile, command, demand acrostic’ly to foam across the page in verse that’s worse than you could ever see. But then, that’s me thinking that poetry is easy. but it ain’t. that’s why I’m here - to crit and comp and maybe make some lit. and sometimes all is blank for weeks - but that’s ok, and sometimes I just lose words on the way, as age (like, ninety, say) creeps up on me. So hi, my name is athanimas. I’m happy to be here.
