I’ve had some time to reconsider if I really am averse
To lengthy books or even lists
There are some works of modern fiction that are strangely none the worse
And rarely make me clench my fists.
Kindly disregard my venting done without engaging brain
Even if I have my doubts
Senor, you genius, I should really not complain.
After all, in many bouts
Length will triumph when foes are shorter
Or at least put up a fight
Trading blows in merry slaughter
Often long into the night.
Fiction is a battle waged by writers
With themselves against the page.
I myself admire these fighters
Trying to expunge the rage
odespinner 