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A poem for the month - April 2018

 

Non-linear poem

 

There is no reason to keep events in sequence.

No reason to keep up the tiresome pretence

of having thought through the storyline.

Start with the climax and then flash back

mystery; no planning. It would be a cinch

of the plot or the characters; or repeat

an incident with subtle changes; a complete

random could walk into the room; a character could

I could throw in an obscure symbol or sign

or forward ­- so it’s impossible to keep track

for added confusion. I could experiment with time

reappear in a different setting. It would

be much like life; things happening with no

I could have an ending that isn’t, or repeat

an incident with very subtle changes; a complete

apparent purpose. People would come and go.

until there is no sense of reason or rhyme.

to make it seem meaningless, like a movie by David Lynch.

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