So here's another poem I guess.... In case you're confused, the ocean in a forest now ( that probably confused you even more but I don't care)
Deep Forest
Nobody ventures into the forests of old
Where the leaves are black, speckled with gold
Where eels hum their mournful tune
-Don't listen too close
It'll drive you as mad as the moon.
Where deep in the forest it seems always night
Where fungi and coral glow unnaturally bright.
Where up in the highest boughs of the trees
The orca's wail is lost to the breeze.
Where deep in the forst, so dark and so grim
You'll never get out once you come in.
YOU ARE READING
Random Thoughts
AcakPoetry, randomness, whatever comes to mind. Brace yourselves folks. This book is different. These are random thoughts. This book is Madness. It's Messy. It's Me.
