![]() InsaneA Poem by IanThe Depth can be assured
by thoughs that may not grasp
yet,
how as this
can it not be as that?
this swollen oil
yearning free
of chain and toil
pushing forward
within
but never without
Bring free
but never applying free
or applying with lack
of observant care
choiced words of contradiction
we as relative as the next
we as the unity
or just the perceived
insanity
© 2011 Ian |
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