Analysis of mom
I do not remember you.
Maybe we where two skeletons
living in an empty room
with the most beautiful hair
and never brushing it and it grew two feet a day
With your fingers like twigs
we cut it every morning and every night
it lined the floor of our room, wild and soft
black and red ropes
And maybe, I lived inside you, peaking out behind your ribs
feet curled on your pelvis
because I was small,
and you where always big.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1110101 10111100 1001101 1011001 0101010111101 111011 1111001001001 11011101101 1011 010110111010111 111110 01111 01111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 411 |
Words | 83 |
Sentences | 2 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 13 |
Lines Amount | 13 |
Letters per line (avg) | 26 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 334 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 83 |
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Submitted on May 02, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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