SURREALITY
SURREALITY
How does one know if it’s surreal
Cold logic sometimes plays its part
Is it what’s known or what you feel
When it’s a dimensional shift
It’s more likely brain, not the heart
With many images to steal
Yet Moebius loops have no start
As a supplicant, one should kneel
In the presence of abstract art
Whilst keeping on an even keel
When it’s a dimensional shift
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