Analysis of SHOWER
mad hippie poet 1974 (new jersey)
I can not sleep for the second night, so I pace back and forth. I drink warm milk and shower cold, but I still can not get this thought out of my head, which stands right before my mind. I want to holler and scream, but life is just a dream.
Where did I bury that bone years ago? Why do I continue to know my way home? Everybody was having a good time except you and me. We were talking over a cheap glass of wine about how the world would start and end; we were calling everyone friends.
Let me wash away everything but my love for this newfound world of mine, for I am no longer looking down the barrel of a gun I did not lose and have yet to win; I have swallowed their pills of sin.
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| Metre | 1111101011111011111010111111111111111101111111001111101 11110111011110101111110011001101101101010011110110111011010101 1110110111111111111111010101010111110111111101111 |
| Characters | 688 |
| Words | 146 |
| Sentences | 8 |
| Stanzas | 3 |
| Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1 |
| Lines Amount | 3 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 177 |
| Words per line (avg) | 47 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 177 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 47 |
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