ThE UndergrounD
Again at the station,
Think I see your face in a crowd,
Comes the sensation
I can’t hear myself think
With the voices inside my head.
Think I see your face in a crowd,
Comes the sensation
I can’t hear myself think
With the voices inside my head.
Anstey on May 3 2007I found the use of initial capitals and punctuation in this poem to enhance the meaning quite a bit. The line two aside breaks the poem in such a way as to make it self-reflective of the whole peace, and yet at the same time the way it stands with the first line to set and absolutly real moment works very well. The repetition of that effect with the last two lines balances the whole thing nicely.
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- stephan
