Meaning

In art, d. james, poem, poetry on 24 February 2007 at 6:21 am

If I lay my thoughts out
one after the other
in a straight line

Pick each sentence apart
word by word

Then break those apart
each letter separate, alone

They would scatter
in the wind

And mean nothing at all

(D. James)

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