Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.031 apart. A smaller distance means the lines are built more alike.

This number is read from the build of the lines. The bright edge is that number, carried outward until the pattern repeats.

Desire

by Emily Dickinson

−0.1989 − 0.9047i

Drawing the boundary…

Every Little Ache

by Richard

−0.2276 − 0.8939i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

Each poem scrolls on its own, so the two texts stay beside each other.

Desire

by Emily Dickinson

Who never wanted, — maddest joy
  Remains to him unknown:
The banquet of abstemiousness
  Surpasses that of wine.

Within its hope, though yet ungrasped
  Desire's perfect goal,
No nearer, lest reality
  Should disenthrall thy soul.

Every Little Ache

by Richard

Little twinge my head is aching
Think my pulse is slowly breaking
Heart's a thudding I am shaking
WebMD is all I’m taking

Every little ache I fear
Exaggerate it year by year
Doctor's office always near
Hypochondriac I'm clear

Chest is tight can't catch my breath
Every cough feels like a threat
Troubles here I place my bet
I won't see the day’s sunset

Legs are stiff can't feel my toes
Caught a chill I’m sure it shows
Stuffy nose the panic grows
To the ER off I goes

I feel a twitch
It’s probably just a glitch
My anxious mind
Always in a binding hitch

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