Inner Jungle Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Inner Jungle



Calling from the wilds of an inner jungle,
tangled branches trip me up, taking the fight out of me.
Taking me into forages of intellectual priorities, sending
requiems of classifications into voids, seldom filled with
history of adjacent thoughts.

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