Analysis of Alone
Feeling like I’m feeling. I’m feeling alone. Write what I was thinking, or write about being alone. Stand inside the kitchen, take a snap of my head. Drop some eggs in dye. Watch them darken instead. Walk back into the room and write what’s going on in my head. Trying to watch a movie, it’s just a picture instead. No place for family portraits. The Ern guards the kitchen. I grab the only thing, in life that’s been a real friend. Back in the day, a stuffy as a kid. On top of red bunk beds. Sad against a pillow, I find myself just typing again, Easter bunny no friends. Just a teddy in my hands. Kids are off at nanas, no baby daddy. One gone all the time, and the other one dead.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 101110110011111101101100110101010111111101111001110101010101011101101011010011111001001101011010101110111001010101111111101010111110011010111010011111111101011101001011 |
Characters | 694 |
Words | 134 |
Sentences | 17 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 1 |
Lines Amount | 1 |
Letters per line (avg) | 520 |
Words per line (avg) | 134 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 520 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 134 |
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Waiting for the day he comes home.
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