Everett Carter Poet I do not know?

S.O.S

S.O.S
Mayday my heart was just shot
down crashing un perceivable into
the ground concealed without sound
my call for help keeping my pain
stealth relinquished in my chest
S.O.S the international distress
signal for help someone hear my
plea mayday someone please come
rescue me my hearts abandoned so
imperishably switching channels so
despitely the memories and pain is
more than my mind can handle pierces
my hearts crust deep into the mantle
straight through the inner core my
hearts falling impalpable deep into
the ocean floor as my boundless cries
of pain engulfs my plane replacing
my confessions of everything if pain
is love than this must a blessing

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Carolyn Devonshire March 20, 2009 at 3:27 PM Love the way this poem moves, Everett. I can sense the stacatto tempo of a telegraph sounding out the S.O.S. Very clever not to use any punctuation except for in the "S.O.S." It really adds to the poem's upbeat meter.