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A sonneteer trapped underwater breaks the rules

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I hate Shakespeare, Milton,

and Petrarch. I despise 

iambs, anapaests and trochees.

I’m giving up on meter.

All day long I stand 

in this cage watching shoals of

mackerels like grey lesions 

on blue skin. I don’t know

rhythm or time anymore, 

and the only time I see something

other than aquamarine

is when a shark bites a diver’s leg

off. I look forward to it now —

red —

beautiful, but violent red, 

gushing, spreading faster than 

the clock ticks. Day melts into day

or is it night? 

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  1. Destiny Avatar
    Destiny

    “Day melts into day
    or is it night? ”

    should be day into night and vice versa but with philosophy seems anything will go… day melts into day works 👍😋

    Seriously, nicely done as always, OD 🤍🤗

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    1. Justawriter Avatar
      Justawriter

      I was actually trying to convey how the sonneteer trapped underwater has lost track of time. The second part is a question of sorts. He’s completely lost! But I like how you read it too 😊 Thanks Destiny 🤗

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      1. Destiny Avatar
        Destiny

        if he is lost atleast I directed him, lol😁🤭😂
        you welcome, OD… thanks for explaining 😋🤗

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