by PhaonsBrother
I must say I don't have even the slightest clue as to what is going on here. And I doubt I will be the only one. It seems meaningless and purposeless, like life. But then we die! Feels to me like this poem is already dead. Or maybe I'm just tired. Or maybe I'm just trying to make as much sense as what I am reading. I didn't vote on it though. Comments are more impactful and appreciated than votes.