prompt: "end every line in a number: 0 - 10".
a ghastly result. but here it is anyway.
I will write this before the clock says six
tap out a phrase or two
listen to sounds: three
the plane, the air, my one
beating heart, one
It was about have past five
when he became zero
air, sound, heartbeats, two
now. space of four
hours. eight years silence or nine
or more. I will finish this long before six
quickly fading poem. not worth seven
minutes, i guess, let alone ten.
1 comment:
You are far more clever and witty than me. I was going to respond in same cleverness but capitulated. I like it when you take on the prompt challenges.
what happened to our Fall and boots weather? I knew the early week cold was a tease. I fall for it every year. Oh well. I still have a wedding a long bike ride to attend so I won't whine.
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