After reading the poem, the word
habitual stayed with me; I immediately imagined a conveyor belt distributing something edible. Also, I noticed the word
and assisted with the poem's rhythm, not unlike a drumbeat. In my interpretation, the
and increases in size to gradually increase the volume of the nauseating repetition.

Below is a detail of the devouring and digesting of unsuspecting type.
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yum.
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