Analysis of Feast like no other: Part 1
Stuck at the intersection
where grief and blindness intersect
like no other, there lies a man.
Bloody, broken, hopes in pieces.
Dangling keys, motor still running,
the birds flying overhead in circles
hoping to get a quick meal.
fires, stores in fire.
Riots
multiple gunshots.
This city has gone mad,
but at the intersection
you notice he is still breathing,
there, you notice he has something to say:
"I will not die, I will not.
My words may not be heard again but
the definition of them will. I call you to pray for
the people to stay and stay put.
I call to pray for you,
for I am not going to die."
With little importance the feast
commences; feathers flying like moon whispers
in my ear:
"At the intersection, a feast like no other molds you!"
It takes you.
Becomes you.
"Can't I see this story?"
no you may not, it's not done yet.
"but isn't it a little too dark for our youth?"
Our youth has nothing to worry about.
We have. Guns.
"All hail the glorious seeds of infamous delusion!
I call on you to pray, fill the streets with rivers of crimson and leave the emotion at the door."
Smells like gunpowder.
Smells like fear.
Smells like over-cooked steak
and messy, scattered bread crumbs.
Thumbs not ready to leave the grip,
My essence over-flowing ,
gone beyond the horizon of
what knowledge is capable.
A feast of words commences.
Scheme | AXXBCXX DXX XACX XXDXEX XXFEEEXXXXX AX DFXXXCXX B |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 110010 1101001 11101101 10101010 100110110 0110101010 1011011 101010 10 1001 110111 110010 11011110 1110111011 1111111 111111011 0010111111111 01011011 111111 11111011 11001001 01010101110 011 1001001111011 111 011 111110 11111111 1101010111101 10111011001 111 11010011100010 111111101110110010010101 1110 111 111011 0101011 11101101 1101010 10100101 1101100 0111010 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,469 |
Words | 281 |
Sentences | 25 |
Stanzas | 8 |
Stanza Lengths | 7, 3, 4, 6, 11, 2, 8, 1 |
Lines Amount | 42 |
Letters per line (avg) | 25 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 129 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 31 |
About this poem
There is a man, lying at the intersection.
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Written on June 05, 2022
Submitted by bluejay1985 on June 05, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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