Preface to Poemography #4

It’s not even a poem, really.

More like broken prose, somehow.

I think it starts out more like prose but then shatters apart into vaguely poetic ramblings.

I think this is a metaphor for something like life but I can’t be sure.

As I told you, I built it around that one line.  I’m not sure if that one line would have taken the same direction as it did had I not been required to build a poemography post around it.

It’s two days late.  Sorry.

Advertisements

What say you?

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s