sometimes the brown is bitter, tastes
like a river that is square and full,
one dimensional, window-like, in a wall;
like a painting covered in mud
it sits before my eyes with no flow at all
no high and no low
just bitterbrown like too strong tea
and it all seems just too brown for me
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parallaxis
Poetryparallax /ˈpærəˌlæks/ noun 1. an apparent change in the position of an object resulting from a change in position of the observer 2. an appar...
