Sticky stars on my palate, speechless,
pawned words lacerate the coachman;
from his murdered mouth fly birds,
slipped from memory's hand,
born on wet paper
again as blank
conceptions
without
chokes.
Author notes
A nonet.
line 1 - 9 syllables
line 2 - 8 syllables
line 3 - 7 syllables
line 4 - 6 syllables
line 5 - 5 syllables
line 6 - 4 syllables
line 7 - 3 syllables
line 8 - 2 syllables
line 9 - 1 syllable
Please tell me what you think
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Dark teach, i like
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I bet you will!
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