Write doing can not work out
To lessen a mole hill
When it should be made mountain
To draw from the source
To source from a drawer
To lick a little envelope
To eat a little cantaloupe
To preserve oneself
To stay on the shelf.
To know.
This is my poem about my life and the sorts of thoughts I have frequently very carefully thought. It's hard to solve some problems and while it's nice to try it's also brain burning. Thinking in careful loop di loops is maybe not so easy. I wonder what a phd in poetry feels like.
Then to saddle the poem : what would it feels like to have a fully working brain? Oh, sweet thought. Come again soon!
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