Poetry Chess 2: Todd vs Brandon

[Todd]

Here's my move and poem:

Simon in the Land of Chalk Outlines

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Lines would shiver when it grew.
The sky so cold, the world sublime
for the things I draw come true.
Once, I sketched a girl I knew,
whose hands were silk within our mime.
Lines would shiver when it grew.
Hours passed till I withdrew.
There was no ladder left to climb
for the things I draw come true.
I made one, then she made two.
A village rose of chalk and grime.
Lines would shiver when it grew.
A callow god with worship due
amidst the chants, the bells that chime
for the things I draw come true.
On this slate, I begin anew
to erase details of my crime.
Lines would shiver when it grew
for the things I draw come true.


*Based on Simon in the Land of Chalk Drawings