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Friday, January 29, 2010

Dropped

d
r
o
p
p
i
n
g

my
speech
-less
(thought)

my
emotion
-less
(care)

until...

I
hit
and...

s-h-a-t-t-e-r

4 comments:

gerry boyd said...

Oh the serendipity! Francis, you should check out and weigh in on the Flowers of Sulfur discussion in the comments section of Megan's last post. You won't believe the timeliness of this post re: that discussion.

Jenny said...

This reminds me a bit of some of Blade of Grass Jon's poetry. I like this a lot. I could feel the dropping and even the thud before the shatter.

opeldhell said...

lovely 'lectronic Malarme-hem

Francis Scudellari said...

@Gerry I guess I picked the right time to experiment.

@Jenny I'm glad the form worked the way it was intended.

@Opel I wasn't familiar with Malarme, so thanks for pointing me his way.