The STEPS
Language: English
A while now, I have tried to keep from writing
pentameter. It's like a habit I've
been trying to kick, when every foot in five
steps down a line. It's like a jones I'm fighting,
the cigarette I stop myself from lighting,
a deathwish my addiction keeps alive,
but I can’t help myself. Do I derive
warped pleasure from my versifying, the biting
& chewing of my musings into neat,
pre-packaged utterances? & Since when
is truth a tally of iambic feet,
enumerated rigidly on ten
quick-bitten digits? Why do I repeat
this pattern? Shit, I’ve just relapsed again.
First appeared on the Sonnet Board in 2015.
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Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [
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This text was added to the website: 2018-10-09
Line count: 14
Word count: 99