Continent Poem by Dylan KD.

Continent



What a gyration!
when we solve ourselves
when we choose to be confused
I stand alone at the totem pole
I contemplate its meaning
it towers over me
intensely

The mental starvation!
as we agree about it's roots
his hidden meaning is repeated
the echidna pulls us in
pulls us under
the echidna eats the puzzle

Our odyssey? An aberration!
A trance induced,
confused celebration!

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