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Free Entry 1, Week 2

Ever since I read a book about Six-Word Memoirs, I can't stop attempting to perfect mine. I settled on "Sing loud into the shower head" even though the line is somewhat dramatic/emo. After finding a site about sci fi authors that wrote a few memoirs, I decided to try and craft something out of my memoir. It's more of a random burst, little focus, but for a beginning, it works.

http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/14.11/sixwords.html
Kind of addictive


Two Inch Space

Sing falsetto into the shower head
please tell me you left yourself
give me more than six words
that will tell of your memories,
a memoir of sorts, of shorts
you cursed for ripping at seam;
seems to me, much to say,
you have left, but sing falsetto.
how else can you be heard
if you can’t pierce and echo
down the drain and out the…
why is the septic tank outside
often clogged by condoms flushed down?
The swiftness lasted longer than climax
put the punctuation where you wish.
the only writing you shouldn’t read
is the obituary we write you,
though we actually write it for us.

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