After reading, br it would be hard br to express my feelings. br br That being the case; br there must be something br lacking in me. br br Forever ready to blame myself, br I read and read again. br Your mind skirts br around the edges br of a different plain. br Your words in stanzas, br stretch and hurt br this mere mortal... br br rendering him unable br to leave a comment... br br on the content br of your art.