Just what it sounds like- this thread is for creating a collaborative, never-ending poem! But not just any poem. Just to make it that much more FUN, each line in this poem MUST be in iambic pentameter.
There is no particular subject- it will change and flow along, if you do well.
Rules: 1. Have fun! 2. One line per post. 3. IAMBIC PENTAMETER!
Our thing progresses I call and you come through Blow all my friendships To sit in hell with you But we’re the greatest They’ll hang us in the Louvre Down the back, but who cares? Still the Louvre.
I wonder if people felt the freedom in our culture to love louder, if they'd be quicker to say "I miss you" when the absence of someone is felt instead of just thinking it. — soundofmind