Transformation & Escape Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFGHIJKLMJNOPGPQR OKSTLLUFLQQLVDWXVYZL V LHA2LB2C2BD2BE2BF2G2 H2LI2BJ2OB2VK2PL2M2N 2O2LPL| A | |
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| I reached heaven and it was syrupy | B |
| It was oppressively sweet | C |
| Croaking substances stuck to my knees | D |
| Of all substances St Michael was stickiest | E |
| I grabbed him and pasted him on my head | F |
| I found God a gigantic fly paper | G |
| I stayed out of his way | H |
| I walked where everything smelled of burnt chocolate | I |
| Meanwhile St Michael was busy with his sword | J |
| hacking away at my hair | K |
| I found Dante standing naked in a blob of honey | L |
| Bears were licking his thighs | M |
| I snatched St Michael s sword | J |
| and quartered myself in a great circular adhesive | N |
| My torso fell upon an elastic equilibrium | O |
| As though shot from a sling | P |
| my torso whizzed at God fly paper | G |
| My legs sank into some unimaginable sog | P |
| My head though weighed with the weight of St Michael | Q |
| did not fall | R |
| Fine strands of multi colored gum | O |
| suspended it there | K |
| My spirit stopped by my snared torso | S |
| I pulled I yanked Rolled it left to right | T |
| It bruised It softened It could not free | L |
| The struggle of an Eternity | L |
| An Eternity of pulls of yanks | U |
| Went back to my head | F |
| St Michael had sucked dry my brainpan | L |
| Skull | Q |
| My skull | Q |
| Only skull in heaven | L |
| Went to my legs | V |
| St Peter was polishing his sandals with my knees | D |
| I pounced upon him | W |
| Pummeled his face in sugar in honey in marmalade | X |
| Under each arm I fled with my legs | V |
| The police of heaven were in hot pursuit | Y |
| I hid within the sop of St Francis | Z |
| Gasping in the confectionery of his gentility | L |
| I wept caressing my intimidated legs | V |
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| They caught me | L |
| They took my legs away | H |
| They sentenced me in the firmament of an ass | A2 |
| The prison of an Eternity | L |
| An Eternity of labor of hee haws | B2 |
| Burdened with the soiled raiment of saints | C2 |
| I schemed escape | B |
| Lugging ampullae its daily fill | D2 |
| I schemed escape | B |
| I schemed climbing impossible mountains | E2 |
| I schemed under the Virgin s whip | B |
| I schemed to the sound of celestial joy | F2 |
| I schemed to the sound of earth | G2 |
| the wail of infants | H2 |
| the groans of men | L |
| the thud of coffins | I2 |
| I schemed escape | B |
| God was busy switching the spheres from hand to hand | J2 |
| The time had come | O |
| I cracked my jaws | B2 |
| Broke my legs | V |
| Sagged belly flat on plow | K2 |
| on pitchfork | P |
| on scythe | L2 |
| My spirit leaked from the wounds | M2 |
| A whole spirit pooled | N2 |
| I rose from the carcass of my torment | O2 |
| I stood in the brink of heaven | L |
| And I swear that Great Territory did quake | P |
| when I fell free | L |
Gregory Corso
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