Found Poetry 404

10/14/20

as we walk the hall of pangs
cold chamber doors open with a bang
the evidence within are enemies waiting
our memories are monsters chasing
with forever sharp hooks
they seize us and speak
and their only word is "Look!"

This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.

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