….
It’s med
i
-eval, really,
the third real(m)
of all this lack
of silence
lack of resilience
lack of re:
silence,
lack of smile-ance,
slice.
Classic
(sans scholastic)
she is all too human
(is tic)
(is ticked)
………(is tricked);
left here singing the last remains
of her own unsensi
-bled strains.
…
Prompted by one of Shawna’s awesome lists.
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If I add a subtitle of “for Oskar,” I get to say I used all the words. Does that make me an obsessive compulsive wordie?
I love that the first line says “It’s mead.” In the opening, it’s like you’re saying “it’s mead, this i … the third real me.”
Love these:
“lack of re:”
“smile-ance” … It first looked like “smile acne” 🙂
the last stanza … especially “Classic (sans scholastic) she is all too human” and “her own un-sensei”
Oskar would love this!
You convey how annoying it is to be disturbed by someone else’s noise – so much so that it makes her scream!
Oskar just needs some noise-cancelling headphones!