#what is form

[galactica143]

Essential Art Terms Episode 6: Form and Composition

[chrrywines]

me trying to write poetry: this line looks pretty long better hit the enter button again

[yellowmorninggibberish]

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I fought for you along damp, cold nights

I sat for you ill, among loud, striped strangers

I fell asleep for you on endless buses 

I heard the shit fall from the mouths of dead eyed dancers in the line for the bathroom

I heard it splat on my and the stench burnt my nostrils

I shattered my psyche and grew a huge pupa under each eye

I sat beneath your tears and drank from the mandible hill

I held tight through the madness and waited ‘til morning

But then morning Was and I didn't matter

Not to me, Apples, eye.

YOU are my I’s

You slept and filled my clavicle 

You dreamt and kicked and sighed

You dressed for me and forgot the scars

You sat up with me and we snapped the stars 

The words line up now.

But some nights it’s ‘I’ again

Sometimes you Cruise and I cry again

Say the number aloud, I know it’s second sight

But you look like one of Gods whores tonight