Zseni wrote:

Idiotes, the Grecian word for "layman", has in common English use
Become "idiot", and so have you. I can't think of a worthwhile excuse
For your lamentable lack of sense or direction. Your rhetorical abuse
Of the poetic metier spackles formlessness to verbiage abtruse
And used incorrectly. Your grasp of simile and metaphor is very loose,
Primarily aiding ES's argument that you are some sort of goose or moose.

A poet you are not.

"Putrid stillborn ground"? What unremitting rubbish. You're just stringing shit together.
It might fool idiotes but we are obviously large birds of a different feather
(please save the large jokes for later.) "The lyrical cock of hounds"? Pure blither
And nonsense. And the difference between your nonsense and ES's is Kether
and Malkuth, from the formless nonsense to the plodding dull obvious kind. However,
Your most grevious offense was throwing in "asunder" like you knew what it meant except you didn't. It just sits there like a clod of offal at a debutante's ball, stinking up the place with its meanness, cheapness, and alienation from its surroundings. Not even the butlers will touch it; they have sent away for a stable lad to fetch it up. Now run along home to mother.

You aren't a mathematician either.