Analysis of Die, demon, die
Justreal00 1982 (Calgary)
No one knows the siren that lurks in me.
No one knows my heart is a/an ugly, salvaged tin can I carry through the shadows toward the morn.
No one knows the resistance I softly bury.But I do. I do.
I will wake today and rebuke my demon.
I will walk today and reject the temptation.
I will resist until I eliminate the urge.
Siren, siren, siren, die, die, die.
| Scheme | ABCDDEF |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 1110101101 111111011010111101010101 111001011011111 11101001110 111010010010 110101101001 101010111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
| Characters | 358 |
| Words | 77 |
| Sentences | 9 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 7 |
| Lines Amount | 7 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 39 |
| Words per line (avg) | 10 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 273 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 70 |
About this poem
I wrote this poem today while contemplating committing suicide. I see no relief from this disgusting repetition of greed. I resent my sex, resent the prison of the orphanage and really hate the brotherhood of entitled fuck tards.
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