Analysis of To sit beside it
It was something beautiful
And we made it so ourselves
And you, my sweet boy, felt compelled to leave
So I am compelled to sit beside it and grieve
And the carcass has moments of movement.
Twitches and minute breaths
And I can’t leave it’s side for
Battered and bruised as it is
It resembles us
Even in near death
| Scheme | ABCCDEFGHI |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Etheree (20%) |
| Metre | 1110100 01111001 0111110111 111011101101 0010110110 100101 0111111 1001111 10101 10011 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 322 |
| Words | 65 |
| Sentences | 2 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 10 |
| Lines Amount | 10 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 25 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 249 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 60 |
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