"A yummy granola of uneven stanzas, metaphors and similes, meditations, and confessions."
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this is I’m told
the how of how
I script,
I like granola though not
necessarily my premieur choix,
unless I’m breakfast buffet’ing
in Switzerland
and the all white mountains urge me
to climb aboard
I do not quatrain or cinqtrain,
my plan of attack is
****** and parry, defeat the
white enemy of empty,
with love my soul delivers
that which is rapidly transiting,
decomposing in my lobes,
awaiting perhaps reassembly and
reanimating in a new combination
employ the employees of writing
with liberty for all and
allegiance to none,
and the wild child within calls the shot
and asks only one question:
*what do I deserve,
more importantly,
*what do I know and owe you?*
Mar 26, 2025
Mar 26, 2025 at 8:06 AM UTC
"A yummy granola of uneven stanzas, metaphors and similes, meditations, and confessions."
<>
this is I’m told
the how of how
I script,
I like granola though not
necessarily my premieur choix,
unless I’m breakfast buffet’ing
in Switzerland
and the all white mountains urge me
to climb aboard
I do not quatrain or cinqtrain,
my plan of attack is
****** and parry, defeat the
white enemy of empty,
with love my soul delivers
that which is rapidly transiting,
decomposing in my lobes,
awaiting perhaps reassembly and
reanimating in a new combination
employ the employees of writing
with liberty for all and
allegiance to none,
and the wild child within calls the shot
and asks only one question:
*what do I deserve,
more importantly,
*what do I know and owe you?*
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