"You are an automaton!" She said.
"No, mom," I said. She shook her head.
She thinks I don't feel the pain;
that a broken promise,
means nothing to me.
She does not know,
I regret
hurting
her.
This poem is written in Nonet style. The previous week's kyrielle is still under process.
Automaton: used in similes and comparisons to refer to a person who seems to act in a mechanical or unemotional way.
Very nice nonet! I love the way it drills down to the point. The last four lines in particular are very well structured for this poetry form - the way the line breaks emphasize the words, I mean.
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