Sometimes a free write is like a block of marble

Take yesterday’s prompt, for example. I wrote and wrote to fit in all the words, and I came up with some pretty weird stuff. Usually, in a poem, I think weird is good, going to some unexplored territory. But sometimes it’s just strange and disjointed.

How weird is too weird? How do you carve away the extra stuff without cutting off David’s nose?

(At this point, I think of Dean Young’s comment at SAL that it has to have a spine running through it. Does it have a spine?)