Whilom was a word I loved ere I met erstwhile. Erst satisfies an edgy thirst like none other. Gnarl and gnaw are lagniappes to the lumpenproletariat from whom I hail which rhymes with jail, and hard as a nail. This need for crunchy phonemes oft catches me offguard. I can't say what it is, why it is, this need that comes upon me to speak words that wrench. Once upon a time, I thought ineffable said it all -- such a marshmallow word -- now I scrounge for scurfy sounds that one can knock upon like scute, and hear the ring of the real. Mike Geary