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I smell peaches and smoke
mixed together and run through
the house frantically, heart
beating rapidly with two
smoke detectors going off, close
the windows and beat them off
the walls with a long broom
so neighbors won't hear on this
beautiful warm Spring day, found
my child in the bathroom, sitting
on the corner of the bathtub, who
lit toilet paper on fire after
lighting the peach candle on the
windowsill, and she didn't even have
the excuse of using the toilet.
The problem (I believe) in this poem is in the 6th and 7th line. It could sound as if I'm beating the windows off the walls with a long broom when in fact I'm beating the alarms. I'd also like to add some noise to the piece but feel it's long as it is. What do you think? Did it work for you? Do you think the humor at the end was too much or not needed? All feedback welcome. Thanks!
I smell peaches and smoke
mixed together and run through
the house frantically, heart
beating rapidly with two
smoke detectors going off, close
the windows and beat them off
the walls with a long broom
so neighbors won't hear on this
beautiful warm Spring day, found
my child in the bathroom, sitting
on the corner of the bathtub, who
lit toilet paper on fire after
lighting the peach candle on the
windowsill, and she didn't even have
the excuse of using the toilet.
The problem (I believe) in this poem is in the 6th and 7th line. It could sound as if I'm beating the windows off the walls with a long broom when in fact I'm beating the alarms. I'd also like to add some noise to the piece but feel it's long as it is. What do you think? Did it work for you? Do you think the humor at the end was too much or not needed? All feedback welcome. Thanks!
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