Found Poetry 451

12/10/20

on a conscious afternoon
I fathomed in thirds: me, earth, universe
my paper a delirium of words
ideas walking off ledges
discovering Columbus discovered nothing
I mapped it all then hid the map
those that understand will create their own treasure
and then reduce it to scraps

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

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