I like the way it shifts slowly into, albeit bleak, comedy at the and Sharon...
Given how well the lines without 'is' work, I'd drop it in 'when is the final chapter?' too...
Doug
On 2011-09-28, at 12:09 PM, sharon brogan wrote:
> *
>
> this house holds
> a pocket of sorrow
>
> it leaks through the cracks
> in the plaster walls
> like sap through the bark of a tree
>
> a bittersweet scent
> infuses the air
> incense of secrets
> and grief
>
> *
>
> a patter of days
> more leak than shower
>
> where the fury
> of thunder and wind?
> rain so thick
> it stops the breath?
>
> *
>
> when is the final chapter?
> death too far
> this story too long
> the plot-line thin and flat
>
> where the intimate intricacies?
> the wound in the heart?
> the hidden corpse?
> assignations in the woods?
>
> the dark & stormy night?
>
> *
>
>
> --
> sharon brogan
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