Convoluted

My subjective has been documented
by my objective – sort of like, my
thoughts verify my brain, though
no one can see them. I guess, what
I'm trying to say is, Time exists 
independent of watches and hourglasses,
I think...well, this is getting far more
convoluted than I had originally thought.
I'm getting nowhere. It would take a
God to explain this.
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Ahmed Avatar
January 10, 2022 at 2:36 AM
A poet's feeling, thinking knows no bound! It's needs a subtle mind to understand. I got what you tried to say, but i also cannot explain. Just feeling it is enough for poetry. Thanks - Marshall
DiMino Avatar
January 10, 2022 at 6:06 AM
Absolutely brilliant comment!! This is what a writer hopes for, when writing, or making a statement. Your response is phenomenal, wise and gorgeously poetic. Thank you. Bless you Marshal!
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