Off the handle
The axeblade flies
To land in the mud
And sink where it lies
As the bladeless axe
Comes down towards the log
And ineffectively
Bounces off
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Off the handle
The axeblade flies
To land in the mud
And sink where it lies
As the bladeless axe
Comes down towards the log
And ineffectively
Bounces off