Visions Of Not Poem by soren Barrett
Visions Of Not
Nothing is what we see
A mirror of nonexistence
We live in painted clouds of illusion
A bent line is the shortest distance
Vibrations sing to the deaf
Twisted lines weave the purest mind
Obeying a crime
Darkness lights the way of the blind
Mother's words stand out
the wind engraved
dancing the tango in a funnel spout
All laws broken emancipating man enslaved
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