The Hippopotamus Poem by RIC BASTASA
The Hippopotamus
i want to make
no sense and so
i write senselessly
trusting nothing but
this instinct of
being nonsensical
which ultimately
becomes a measure
of how well we have
accepted this fact
that nonsense is
much better than
this hubris of having
to say that i know
everything too well
and yet miss one
very important thing
the truth: i am an
ignoramus.
Friday, March 11, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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4/25/2024 10:10:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This instinct of life. Thanks for sharing.