when you feel the difference between an image and gab-gab, cussedly discursive. The trickling boredom of the imprisoning sentences of somebody's strung-out & hoily vain blahbiddy-blahblah...

vs. that aerial lift, that buoyancy, that flotation, that winged flexi-carapace, the flesh-flash of the swish of the glittering smile-sword... the light image grounded in its sound-tones... you want to get up & dance...

pome vs. talk-talk