Lifting heavy doors,
Sailing through memories,
The deep forest is a sea,
Of doors.
Bright brittle fog.
The ship is speaking,
Speaking the voice of wind.
The wind is silent,
Flowing and staying.
The fog is still bright.
Sailing...
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Chaos, Meaning and Poetry
PoetryIf you like weird, chaotic or deep poetry then this book is for you. You can find almost anything here, from Frying fish to Battlefields. Most of the poems are weird, hihi.
