Closed Book
Oh, closed book! The impossibility
That you would open to me
Why can't I reach out
To find out
About.
Oh, the dust on you! Nobody's read
The thoughts inside your papery bed
Look at the words
Can't be heard
Absurd.
Remember the tree you came
Knocked down by a yellow crane
Now here you are
Changed by far
Paper.
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