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Unintelligible
Maybe that last trip unsettled me.
It was the words.
Not words.
The strangeness of words.
For which I am unable to remember.
The essence of these words haunt me.
Maybe some started with a b.
I remember a b.
Perhaps it could have been about bees.
Yet, it wasn’t.
These words were long.
Or longer.
Whatever the case,
the words or inability to attach to the words
struggled me.
Fear lived in me that I would not leave that place.
That space of unintelligible.
I applaud the way that you
I applaud the way that you achieve---in a relatively small number of lines---a verbal atmostphere of foreboding and fear. This is the essence of the finest horror stories, even of Rod Serling's "Twilight Zone" series (one of the highest compliments I can offer), and you have accomplished it here as if you had invented the concept. I am so glad to have seen this poem posted, and to read it and compliment it; and, of course, I really like your screen name as well.
Starward
Thank you so much! Your
Thank you so much! Your critiques are always a blessing..
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