This poet openly writes fact of facts on dominant faces
A picture of this and that and that and
This.
Eternal sunshine
Of spotless mind?
Spots on mind,
Spots on paper,
Where ideas walk away
And no understanding
Is found.
What’s found?
Who’s found?
Confusion!
Chaos!
Illusions!
Oh man and his illusions
Ha!
Old men
On chairs
Tell stories
Of war.
Transparent faces
On the wall,
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This poet openly writes fact of facts on dominant faces A picture of this and that and that and This. Eternal sunshine Of spotless mind? Spots on mind, Spots on paper, Where ideas walk away And no understanding Is found. What’s found? Who’s found? Confusion! Chaos! Illusions! Oh man and his illusions Ha! Old men On chairs Tell stories Of war. Transparent faces On the wall,