Divided once more
With the swing of an axe
Divided again
By continuous hacks
In the splitting of wood
Many pieces are lost
It’s either get burned
Or discarded and tossed
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Divided once more
With the swing of an axe
Divided again
By continuous hacks
In the splitting of wood
Many pieces are lost
It’s either get burned
Or discarded and tossed