Quixotical giants split the landscape.
I want to ride full hilt
Into the imagined.
Leave this crumbling,
Tangible world behind.
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PoetryWords arranged in a funny order. Poems about my view of reality and how my inner fantasy world colours it with strange tinges. I love discussions about concepts and ideas so please feel free to comment. © 2018 Brian Lynch
