Analysis of untitled#13
mad hippie poet 1974 (new jersey)
Another sleepless night thinking about all that is real and all these spinning emotions that are not my own but yet still feel. why do I need to be an empath I have been this way since I was born and even more since I shook hands with death and like Jesus Christ rose from the dead yet I do not consider myself either a savior among men, a miracle or a superstar no matter what is being said
| Scheme | A |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 010101100111110111001011111111111111111111111111010111111101101110111110101100100110100100111011101 |
| Characters | 391 |
| Words | 79 |
| Sentences | 2 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 1 |
| Lines Amount | 1 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 311 |
| Words per line (avg) | 79 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 311 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 79 |
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