No connection.
The cut snapped the line.
and down fell the puppet without any eyes.
turn around now.
marionette player.
the laughing joker smile cannot be heard anymore. The tune player plays from a page with no notes as the doll dances around without any soul.
And the curtain will not close with satin red threads.
and the darkness of the theater is much lighter than death.
So lie down now as the show finds its end and ponder the reasons why you cannot repent.
Comments
scratch | June 12, 2012 - 23:22
Plum, welcome.
The first thing that I had to decide was if this was prose or poetry, I looked at the category that you had chosen to inform me although I had guessed at poetry. You must sort out the way the poem appears to the reader ( enjambment), otherwise readers will not persevere. That would be a shame because this is interesting stuff.
scratch | June 13, 2012 - 06:51
Much better.
/:-)
plumasdeluz | June 13, 2012 - 13:01
:D I hadn't even thought about the presentation, I think it definitely looks better than the format I had it in before :) Thank you!