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Apr 2011
it hung like a sack of potatoes
from
the
ceiling,
it
hung; looking simply heavy.

many people came in the room
saying                                what
a                                        shame
what a                              shame
what                               a shame
what a shame shame shame...

They stood there
all                   just
looking    up
together.      up!
look                  up!
look                      up.


the women were
just                  crying
and                  the men
tried to comfort them.
but
still...

    for a very long
time,
not
     a soul did
                 anything
except stare up...

After a long while, they slowly
moved
to
try to untie the ropes,
still
sobbing over the lifeless...
This is just a freaky brainchild of mine. Its meant to use both the structure of the stanza and the specific-to-the-situation imagery to tell a story. Each six line stanza is in the shape of a capital letter. Hopefully it teases your brain a little bit, and even leaves you speechless.
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   Rosaline Moray
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