Words From An Erasure Poem 2
Ignorant, unimaginative consolation.
He held his tongue. Pain
was unaided.
His memory made her cry.
She despised his unawareness with fire.
“I blame you.”
The bed stood patient.
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I like the way you did this. So often I see erasure poems made to look like an erasure with the black and then the white part that was left but I like this better. Sometimes I even wonder if it is necessary to call it an erasure poem but I guess that depends since you are using actual phrases (as opposed to individual words) I guess you need to.
Thank you! I wrote this from an erasure poem I made with the blackout etc, but I too like this format more.