Poems from Dillon Oller
Pin-point accuracy, yet all tangled in this web
And lost memories eroded into fossils
Left for us to search for them; piece ‘em together
So...
No, no,
This isn’t right,
Let’s change the channel
These young minds cannot comprehend this kind of bloodshed.
I’m afraid I’ve got bad...
“I will follow you to the ends of this realm!”
Let’s finally tell this story
The story of evolution
The story of a ghost
stealing its...
This organ,
The only way to describe this organ,
A little child.
And she sings in a chapel.
Even the summer of sorrows
Had the most...
I open my eyes,
Around me are blossoms
How long was I resting?
Is it really time?
Those same four words repeat,
Like they did eleven...