The exercise:
Write a four line poem about: a consultation.
And so Part III commences...
Mine:
Buddy found itself plagued by a problem that
It just couldn't figure out.
Had it consulted any humans on the
Matter, they'd have called it doubt.
2 comments:
Woohoo! Part III :)
Buddy's having doubts now? That makes for an interesting contrast with the Master. I'm looking forward to seeing how this all plays out, since now I'm having to question if Buddy is the killing machine that I thought he was!
Consultation
The Tarot cards are cast again, a con-
-sultation to explain if now is time
To act. The answers are unclear: the fog
That leads all men astray is thick’ning here
Greg - at this point, who knows what I'm going to end up doing with my tale. But I'm enjoying the ride so far!
Ooh, this is a particularly good four lines. Liked the final two lines in particular.
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