Poems ✍️
  16.05.2025
  17

Author: Emily Dickinson

The Brain Within It's Groove

The brain within its groove
Runs evenly and true;
But let a splinter swerve,
'T were easier for you
To put the water back
When floods have slit the hills,
And scooped a turnpike for themselves,
And blotted out the mills!


  mind disruption irreversibility chaos

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