This Poem Makes No Sense - Poem by David Harrison
Falling from the tangled ceiling,
Towards the glittered path,
Away from dreaming.
I hit the deck but still I’m screaming,
Laying upon my shattered earth.
Hinting towards the sacrificial calf.
Yet I’m still looking towards the ceiling,
and I’m still dreaming.
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