Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2016
9






our grasslands,

you know
, stilts

frantic Jiving,Jiving Jiving



  





in smoke

  -reels/
incapabl,,
indecicve

one more dayy
and through
th moors




are off ,,,, raspberry,
discontent
  / neatt/
  mother  fuggazii ,,

a week goes
mayb a month a long intention
, itt- sooths./all the more
nvinn   fonia
Written by
nvinn fonia  45/M
(45/M)   
237
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems