Strength
I find myself confused
when reading the words of others.
My mind feels like a jeep
traversing endless bumpy roads.
They string together terms
that on my path have never met.
I cannot comprehend what
as a whole the meaning they propose.
It does not sadden me
that my poems are of simpler stuff.
For they are the breathe of
my soul whilst contending in the buff.
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