JUNGLE POEMS

IT’S A JUNGLE OUT THERE….

for explorers and poets
hoping for penetration of
sufficient light through the
density to reveal that
which impels them to
seek answers in darkness.

KING OF THE JUNGLE ROT

the longer ura warm
bod
the lower culture sinks
the
more less is learned
yes
it’s a Jung hell
out
there but the callow
are
too young to know
the
diff and the know-betters
are
too much I say
too
much into doing their
own
thing to see the
bad
fix Jane is in
not
that Tarzan givva damn

UNBELIEVABLE

One more poem.
Here a poem.
There a poem.
Everywhere a poem.
Poems, poems, poems.
So many poems.
All that truth
Just growing wild.

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