After. As on a vessle allowing living
in words as thoughts held,
in the common,
whence we gather,
to consider the day,
any one, the one you have, you chose
a nice one,
nothing out of the ordinary, just
another day of judging things worthy
of my attention,
mmhmm, vow-eless yes, I know you know.
we think each word
is brim full, to the limit of any sur-ficant tension…
I can't, floating on the surface, wave fi,
turdish, high fibregnosis,
floating post flush, rush ride it down…
Relax. Gnoshit, we guess, we test we weigh
the laugh,
ask what is so funny?
Time, the old man chuckles, time itself.
Aug 14, 2022
Aug 14, 2022 at 2:07 PM UTC
After. As on a vessle allowing living
in words as thoughts held,
in the common,
whence we gather,
to consider the day,
any one, the one you have, you chose
a nice one,
nothing out of the ordinary, just
another day of judging things worthy
of my attention,
mmhmm, vow-eless yes, I know you know.
we think each word
is brim full, to the limit of any sur-ficant tension…
I can't, floating on the surface, wave fi,
turdish, high fibregnosis,
floating post flush, rush ride it down…
Relax. Gnoshit, we guess, we test we weigh
the laugh,
ask what is so funny?
Time, the old man chuckles, time itself.
Words, for you to read or not, no,
to read, for now 'tis too late to not read.
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