• maestral 19w

    This is an incomplete poem. It was lying like this in my phone for nearly four months. When I fished it out, I was about to delete it, then it struck me that it was okay as it was. So I am posting it with no changes and without making any attempt to complete it.

    Incidentally, that explains the title ��

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    Half a Philosophy

    Into that sea we all must fall
    following the North Star south
    give me another ocean then
    where the rent of a boat is low
    I don't know why I'm sailing
    this water black and deep
    pole to pole there is nothing else
    for the likes of me

    In premises that all were wrong
    I found half a philosophy
    had I found a burger instead
    there may have been a meal in me