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    dots Submission Name: An unrelenting oak or twodots

    Author: poser1605
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    Words: 354
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       More incoherent rambling that is indiscernible. Or is it? The meaning is in there but I don't really expect anyone to give it an effort. Also I didn't know what to label this as. So sorry if it is in the wrong place.

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    dotsAn unrelenting oak or twodots

    One long road, so wide, so long.
    Perpetual? Nothing could be.
    Valiant oaks tower, impossibly tall.
    Guarding it's flanks the road twist.

    I think I see the end.

    The end? No! Another road.
    A crossing? No! Another road.
    Another road it couldn't be.
    It is!

    They lied. They said...
    "Wait! Do you not see?"
    A shadow cried to me.

    "Could you really go that way?"
    This is crazy, a shadow.
    My own?

    "Nothing is down that road for you."
    Nothing? How could my life be so designed?
    You, a shadow? Telling me nothing.

    "I tell you everything."
    You tell me a lie, just like the rest.
    You, my own shadow, you lie.

    Then all at once, then now. The road can't exist.
    There is one, one road. Screaming this to me,

    The oaks bend, the wind from my cries nudge them.
    They retort, "There is nothing down there."
    The oaks creak as they clear their throats.
    "The shadows do not lie."

    I am crazy. I must be. I Have to be!
    The road must exist. I must choose.

    "Flowing freely down the wonder, have you chosen?"
    Since can't be made.

    "Blowing through the sky, the bats must know, Have you chosen?"
    A thought of a thought, a road, a path?

    "Simple things cry wondrous lullabies and ask one last time."
    Do they ask?

    "Have you chosen?"
    I can't reply, for the simple fact.
    You are mad. I am sane and a path I choose does not exist.

    You my friends are mad, insane, crazed and most of all bat SHIT!
    I have chosen not to choose.

    "Not to choose? That is not wise."

    Wiser than the bats and birds who fly alone?
    The oaks who speak to one another and can't move?
    Wiser than the shadows who must follow another to survive?
    Wiser than you?

    The choice is given, I do not choose.

    Submitted on 2007-09-07 16:30:59     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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