What wonder with Poetry in Prose, and Prose in Poetry, those two together made at once,
what Art is that whilst those trespass borders of what’s cognitive and not, my true form of wording and existing being as that!
That is a feat, mingle those two together, make one fluent into train of events by the other and the other make the former an extravagance that should reign on us! The most forming way of expression verbally and not!
And what experience would that be if we took under account again the spaces and the “Enter” key between verses in a classic poem structure, to think how that changes everything and what respect it demands in each line differently!
The creation of a person made both From the flesh, the Yin, as Prose, From the essence, the Yang, as Poetry Is the greatest feat Which bears translucent Survival of perfect Life of an Apprehension In a beaten-up reality