Write a shadorma. The shadorma is a 6-line poem that uses the following number of syllables per line: 3/5/3/3/7/5.

After
writing a few, you’ll likely be hooked.

with black resentment; crumble, soften, downward, mental, mirthless, weak and weary, crossly

Smoke drifting, windows bursting, carpet melting, showers of sparks. Paint bubbles

glass breaking, sirwns wailing, gasping for breath, hissing, charred stumps, shell-like, perforated, raked,

Toxic, plastic, burning the lungs, Ash thick phlegm, smoke inhalation, scratchy eyes, heavy muscles, hypper tension,

Popping blisters, crawling fo the floor, fatiuge, cutting skin, suffocating, hot walls door knobs,

3/5/3/3/7/5

Striking jowls
Hard with open palms
Wailing arms
High fever
A bustle of bone and flesh
Hot bodies heat up

White summer
Sun beating our cheeks
Body shots
Flaming ribs
Battered organs tenderize
Our bodies times thrice

Grisly scrapped
Fingers gone to bone
Spinal spurs
Calling cards
Throbbing gristle blood soaked limbs
Trail the skies above

Crooked smiles
Adorn our kissing gills

Death glazed stares

A shorter stride

Crimson glow

Crusted sockets, Glistening, Blackened, bleary, broken-hearted,

fissure of a frown
Blackened lips

Metallic bitters ensue

Kissing gills

Apple red
Blackened lips
As your toungue infaltes with sweet metallic bitters
Days pass your crusted sockets and kissing gills

glowing
fresh scrubbed

cums
Heavy knuckled

Trail through the skies high over

Tickled pink

Perked up, pierced, throbbed, tickled, gloveless, blunt tipped, arthritic,

long nailed calling cards

Love lost

Knurling
Trail the skies above
Swollen
Knurling and
Tearing fingers gone to bone
Knurling and tearing our fingers all gone to bone
Swollen grisly limbs trail through the skies high over
Elbows, fists and an iron sweep kick to the face
Rolling thunder

Red mucus
Wafting through the thickened air
Knuckles sift
Knuckles knife through the air
Streaming through
A bustle of bone
Whirlwind wrought the thick air
Flurry flutter mistral whiff

Swollen peeled skin oozing out love

As bunrt timbers glow and contaract

Digest

i.

Jesus slippers.

Antime, anyplace.
I had a chance encounter with a pastor
“Do you know where you are?”
Scratch just a little lower

“Somebody had given me some, so I gave it to him.”

True stories just like this

Too broken to be fixed
Dust collects there and clogs it
Picking up the pieces of their lives
This picture was made

ii.

Confirm your location

Evaluate your situaion
Billions will die this century
“I don’t know how we will ever
Work our way out of this hole.”

iii.

A party without cake

Destroying my once sunny outlook
Anybody want to but some exercise?

My wife does this cute thing now and then

But her pudgy pets could use some help
Anybody want to but some exercise?

iv.

Nearly everyone gets skull-throbbers

A mind was just too busy

v.

Weakness and tingling caused by

A woman who swallowed her tongue
“Girl, I got choked up.”

She’s doing amazing

A few pounds
My husband
exited the bathroom
And asked, “Anything
funny happen to you at work?”

Gimmie the scoop

If you didn’t spend a night at rock

concerts and your ears are sore

Looks great on you

Anybody want to but some exercise?

Looks incredible on you

Jesus slippers.
Baptize one.
We’ll keep the others as control.
No, no, it could not be.