110507_torture

what would happen

if this poem was placed

in a stress position for hours:

 

lines outstretched

rhythm stilled

words cramping

 

would this poem talk

if it was covered with a towel

and water was poured over it

 

would a menacing bark

and possible bite

shape it up into a form

 

some say you can’t count

on torture to produce truth

but maybe this poem is

 

a smoking gun. . .

 

Pamela Olson, 4/27/09

 

For Read Write Poem’s

prompt #27 – use some random words

 

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