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something i just thought of

Posted to Action Poetry

ok, what if you tried something wierd.. i dont know if this will even make sense, but here's what i thought, what if you did something like this:

Won't let me drop them
*the long and winding road that leads...*
Won't let me take a separate road.


His attic filled with books, his bedside table spilling them
*Hey Jack Kerouac, I think of your mother...*
His mind breathing them

and so on.. like you put in the song lyrics right before the last concluding line of the thought.. that way the poem isn't as broken up.. although i really don't know if i like this, it's just an idea