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Click herelands upon my cheek,
daring the full brightness of sunshine.
How deep must be its thirst
to risk my swatting palm,
and how powerful my hand
to return its soul
so quickly
to the purity it seeks.
As probably the worst poet ever I don't have all that much to add to the two past comments. It does a good job of shaping the rhythm of the reader, although for me personally the second line was a little clunky.
The underlying theme of death as a form of purity and suicidal release was a a little dark, but that's not a bad thing.
is quite good. It reads with a proper feel on the emphasized words--like it almost bounces with the swats.
I particularly like the sound of this poem. I think the hard consonants and the contrast in sound with the emphatic pauses from the punctuation really worked well.