A Written Stutter Poem by Beating Tree

A Written Stutter



Coughing as if it’s all I can do do.
I I write & I write as I stutter reading the the words.
Im in in this this this mansion of needles needles and medics.
In the corner the corner please please please is what I mutter mutter.
I ser-ch threw my head my head, I am trying to re-member the cause of my pain.
I wond-er I wond-er what what made the the red red red ink scatter scat-er scat-er.
I’m rocking rocking rocking in my corn--er corn-er corn-er corn-er corn-er corner.
Waiting waiting waiting waiting Ill always always be waiting for the day it gets bett-er.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sarah Mkhonza 15 November 2017

I love the way you play with words to make the reader hear the stutter. A very interesting way to make poetry real.

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