Couplets here, leak out of me
out of my very being,
unto the world in front of me
simultaneously seeing: that I'm made up of couplets,
no more & no less;
two lines of written words that arch balanced, they confess:
that first lines nothing without the second,
& alone the second lines meaningless at best
For it's in couplet's regularity, that confusion doth detest
that there's always one then two, 2 reasons to write the rest.
Sep 18, 2022
Sep 18, 2022 at 10:55 AM UTC
Couplets here, leak out of me
out of my very being,
unto the world in front of me
simultaneously seeing: that I'm made up of couplets,
no more & no less;
two lines of written words that arch balanced, they confess:
that first lines nothing without the second,
& alone the second lines meaningless at best
For it's in couplet's regularity, that confusion doth detest
that there's always one then two, 2 reasons to write the rest.
