This line has a syllable count of ten,
and this line has eight syllables.
This line makes you think of bears.
This line is set apart from the rest.
This line is nothing without you, reader.
Maybe only the punctuation will remain.
,
.
Nope, not even that, this line says.
This line won’t finish itself, it needs me.
Ah, but the day?
The day doesn’t need me to finish.
Ten syllabled trees will sway
and darken against the sky without me,
eight syllables of footsteps will own the pavement,
bears will still grizzle or be stuffed cuddlers.
This line will still be lonely, maybe,
or original. Or both.
All of these lines need you.
1 comment:
And I wish I'd written this. (I adore reflexivity!)
Brava!
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