Eye See You - poem pt. 1
If I come up with something good enough I'll continue the poem later. I scribbled a few lines on a flimsy napkin scrap while spinning side to side in my chair. Here they are:
Altrecations gunfights. Police eggbeater lights.
Wizz under the trophy case towers.
They're free and they're strong. They persist -- right or wrong.
In a sense they're perpetual flowers.
Such juicy fruits hang there. Transparent roots somewhere
Form webbed network links providing our breath.
Altrecations gunfights. Police eggbeater lights.
Wizz under the trophy case towers.
They're free and they're strong. They persist -- right or wrong.
In a sense they're perpetual flowers.
Such juicy fruits hang there. Transparent roots somewhere
Form webbed network links providing our breath.
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