A horse on the hill
Did you hear that?
The columns of wooden poles
What if you don’t do that
Molecules are bounded by gravity
Simon is a real dork
The innovation team is working hard on their product
You are nice
During the fourteenth century, the plague spread through Europe
Thoughts behind this poem
In this poem I tried to make every sentence or word not related to any other sentence. Nothing in this poem should be related to each other, aka noise or randomness. However, our mind is desperately trying to relate words to word, finding a meaning in this story. I want you to feel how your brain needs to give everything a place. It can’t handle loose ends. If there are too many loose ends, you eventually give up and don’t care about the story.