We left off after Marty plugged in the amplifier and was rocketed backward from the overload.
buried underneath
paper, a fallen bookshelf
sits up with a grunt
Marty lowers his
black shades - “whoa” - as one last piece
of speaker debris
hits the floor with clank
only one way to describe
and that’s “rock and roll”
suddenly a loud
buzzing, ringing - Marty stands
scurries to find phone
Marty is that you?
Doc asks in a panicked voice
thank God I found you
Hey, Doc, where are you?
they set a time for Twin Pines
an hour past midnight
Doc claims a major
breakthrough and pleads for Marty’s
assistance despite
it asking a lot
Marty clarifies the late hour
Doc, what’s going on?
working explains Doc
in a suspicious, hushed tone
Equipment left on
all week reminding
Doc to tell Marty not to
hook up guitar amp
having just been blown
backward after slight chance of
overload, Marty
heeds his friend’s warning
plans are reiterated
as every clock sounds
cuckoos and tick-tocks
ringing whirs, winding whistles
clanks, dings surround him
telling Doc his clocks
are synced twenty-five minutes
slow - odd experiment
meanwhile, before
slamming the phone, cutting off Doc
Marty covers ears
exacerbation
as reality of real time
(more foreshadowing)
makes Marty realize
although unintentional
he is late for school!
I’ll be honest, I chose to do Part 4 because I wanted something easy, but it took me as long, if not longer, than my other posts. Whether this challenge is working or not, counting syllables is time-consuming. I also think the rhythms of 5-7-5 may be daunting and boring for the reader (at least I’m challenging myself). I’m considering different styles of poems depending on the POV of the character and what’s happening in the movie.
Regardless, I apologize for it not being as good as I intended. Will there be a part V? Not sure.
Dream Out Loud,
rg