Core - Poem by Lynne RBC
Hesitate not to penetrate
like a wide-eyed kid
who eternally flips the pages.
For surely he can never unravel
the reason of the little prince
nor untangle the mystery of jack who rips
with just a chip on the sealed corners of this book.
Neither can you reckon my soul
with only this body to look.
The core can't be that far
just beneath this scar.
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