Go Greyhound Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABC DEFGHIJKJL M MNNIMMMI ONNPQRMMSRTUMN IVWMMMN XM YZA2B2MC2OD2 E2MMMHMF2 G2H2MMMM MI2NWJ2NMSNK2NFJ2A few hours after Des Moines | A |
the toilet overflowed | B |
This wasn't the adventure it sounds | C |
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I sat with a man whose tattoos | D |
weighed more than I did | E |
He played Hendrix on mouth guitar | F |
His Electric Ladyland lips | G |
weren't fast enough | H |
and if pitch and melody | I |
are the rudiments of music | J |
this was just | K |
memory a body nostalgic | J |
for the touch of adored sound | L |
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Hope's a smaller thing on a bus | M |
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You hope a forgotten smoke consorts | M |
with lint in the pocket of last | N |
resort to be upwind | N |
of the human condition that the baby | I |
sleeps | M |
and when this never happens | M |
that she cries | M |
with the lullaby meter of the sea | I |
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We were swallowed by rhythm | O |
The ultra blond | N |
who removed her wig and applied | N |
fresh loops of duct tape | P |
to her skull | Q |
her companion who held a mirror | R |
and popped his dentures | M |
in and out of place | M |
the boy who cut stuffing | S |
from the seat where his mother | R |
should have been | T |
there was a little more sleep | U |
in our thoughts | M |
it was easier to yield | N |
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To what exactly | I |
the suspicion that what we watch | V |
watches back | W |
cornfields that stare at our hands | M |
downtowns | M |
that hold us in their windows | M |
through the night | N |
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Or faith strange to feel | X |
in that zoo of manners | M |
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I had drool on my shirt and breath | Y |
of the undead a guy | Z |
dropped empty Buds on the floor | A2 |
like gravity was born | B2 |
to provide this service | M |
we were white and black trash | C2 |
who'd come | O |
in an outhouse on wheels and still | D2 |
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some had grown | E2 |
in touching the spirited shirts | M |
on clotheslines | M |
after watching a sky of starlings | M |
flow like cursive | H |
over wheat back into creatures | M |
capable of a wish | F2 |
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As we entered Arizona | G2 |
I thought I smelled the ocean | H2 |
liked the lie of this | M |
and closed my eyes | M |
as shadows | M |
puppeted against my lids | M |
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We brought our failures with us | M |
their taste their smell | I2 |
But the kid | N |
who threw up in the back | W |
pushed to the window anyway | J2 |
opened it | N |
and let the wind clean his face | M |
screamed something | S |
I couldn't make out | N |
but agreed with | K2 |
in shape a sound I recognized | N |
as everything I'd come so far | F |
to give away | J2 |
Bob Hicok
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