Messing around with a five-line form today, here's what they look like:
Girl
Naked and lovely
Shifting restlessly
Like a sand pebble
If only your beach was empty
Child
Gaunt and hungry
Sobbing tearfully
Like raining bombs
If only his mother had lived
Dreams
Warm and moist
Soothing gently
Like a mother’s love
If only they were wombs
Boot Hill
Silent and ghostly
Breathing eerily
As on a respirator
If only dead cowboys could talk
Old People
Sad and lonely
Hobbling painfully
Like crippled horses
If they only had more time
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