Soulful nonsenseA Poem by Ana B.There
lies my scattered mind - on the ocean floor… Between
the waves of joy. Lovers
at noon, at midnight, in this nonsense post-war Slow
dancing in our homemade Troy. To
hurt me, you should know what to say, So
don’t waste those grenades of fluff. Just
take a walk in this satin disarray And
see if you can call out my bluff. But
anyway, complicated obviousness they say, Well
hidden layer of the universal delayer, Only halfway till the end of today And
yet, am I a player, payer or betrayer? How
to get out of my mind When
the mind gets out of me first… How
to surprise what is already predefined This
mysterious script, so well versed… And
who can tell me Where
lays the hidden truth - in the middle of a lie? © 2022 Ana B.Reviews
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