The Porcelain Jungle Poem by Anon Anon
The Porcelain Jungle
Vagueness of thought
Suddenly a roar
The forest, not far from the trees
As thine inners become clean
A rush...
Foliage before a flush
A remnant from a tree
That was...an uproar from a nearby entity
Now all is clean
No dust
Call it indoor nature, if you must
After a cacophony....
Now, there's sweet serenity.
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