They say
Actions speak louder than words;
However,
What if your actions are your words?
Would it needs be
Seen to be louder,
Vibrations on the floor?
I've opened up the door
Again -
And all I then experience
Is...
As to
What it's all about
Muddled memories
Gallore upon a drunk who's
Crashed upon the seas,
Until the ship
Was cast asunder.
Still I wonder,
Whether it was sunk
Could I survive
If even still alive?
If I still remembered how,
And still saw the here and now -
So long ago,
As I looked into the
Present, Past, And Future -
Times of culture;
There's a reason to ignore
The way it seems to go,
When cast upon a
Cold and distant shore
by Jeffrey Robert Adams
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