Irrelevance Fills My Mind Poem by Adya
Irrelevance Fills My Mind
Irrelevance fills my mind;
unrelated, disembodied experiences rush forth.
They are alien to my life, and yet I think them.
Should they be written down?
Maybe,
yes, they should.
But they are not I!
*heh*
a poem is a poem
for once, ever, and always.
Saturday, January 4, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
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