Poem is not cliche
Poem is not day
Poem is the world
Poem is not clay.
Poem is not corpse
Poem is not catechism
Poem is inward flow
Poem is cataclysm.
Poem neither thesis
Poem neither antithesis
Poem is a mystery alley
Poem is not archives.
Poem not conventional
Poem is not absurd
Poem is inexplicable
Poem not trump-card.
Poem is radical
As well as rove
Poem is seasonal
Cool shadowy grove.
Poem not composed
Poem is inarticulate
Poem not symmetrical
Poets miscalculate.
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