Where Reason Is Not Known Poem by Words and mists

Where Reason Is Not Known



This house was built with bricks of gold;
gold lined with silver and windows of transparent steel.
It’s roof is made with fillings from dust,
and the pathway that leads to it’s satin door
are lined with tamed cats, tame only to those they know.
They call it the heavenly house, where reason is not known.

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