So peaceful on the earth
I breed glowing tongues beyond the light
Word! The insanity is vanishing
So dull above the fog
We create black women about the flowers
God! The Knave will come
Evil and big over the dreamscape
We battle bright diamonds below the grave
Be transparent. The Queen continues
darkening seeking
not understanding
the next life waiting
From what country
our neighbour
look for landmarks
talking to himself
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Incoherent Poetry
PoetryPoetry that serves to clash tonally and ideally with the objective that a new tone, genre, or coherency (some semblance of sense at all) can be made from throwing different ideas together in a bizarre gathering of words.
