Dear reader, whom I admire for your ways of thinking,
I have no control over your thoughts,
Dear reader, but I can give them a marble to chew on.
But you won't have a clue where to take it,
and that's where you'll ask me for help
In your endeavor, dear reader.
My footsteps, like most words, are not mine.
YOU ARE READING
Stream of Consciousness
PoetryCome join us you emancipators from reality, You who wouldn't die for anything in this world, Though we are no more than martyrs. We'll never care for you, but you'll gain so much. We all have something worth hearing, and We all have something to le...
