Thought is a tiny hut within
desire’s sprawling jungle
Tangled are all the vines of what
we justify post hoc
Everyone knows the truth, but few
will come right out and say it
All that we want is everything
whether possible
or not
Other People's Feelings
Thought is a tiny hut within
desire’s sprawling jungle
Tangled are all the vines of what
we justify post hoc
Everyone knows the truth, but few
will come right out and say it
All that we want is everything
whether possible
or not
Awesome poem !