Analysis of Black Blood
Long ago
something
died.
This dead is dragged within me
Poison infects my body
as this carcass rots.
Bruised eyebags,
clumps of hair in my hands,
a gaping ribcage,
are signs of sepsis.
Perhaps my blood has turned a cool shade of black too.
Lethal.
the dead wrap their hands around my neck -
I let them choke me.
| Scheme | XXX AAB BXXX X XXA |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 101 10 1 1111011 1001110 11101 11 111011 0101 11110 011111011111 10 011110111 11111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 321 |
| Words | 74 |
| Sentences | 6 |
| Stanzas | 5 |
| Stanza Lengths | 3, 3, 4, 1, 3 |
| Lines Amount | 14 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 17 |
| Words per line (avg) | 4 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 49 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 12 |
About this poem
This poem is an exploration of my experience with grief and describes the way it consumed me physically and mentally. In this poem I do not grieve a person in particular but rather a life that I could have lived.
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