Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

jungle

03 April 2014

 

 

densely

lush, overgrown,

and mostly unexplored,

like the deepest, darkest jungle –

my mind.

 

beauty,

mixed with terror,

strangely symbiotic,

in ways I’ll never understand

fully.

 

treasures

waiting to be

found or rediscovered;

if I’m lost, I’ll leave my words to

follow.

 

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2 April, 2014 - Posted by | Poetry | ,

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