asdfkgnmhoA Poem by Wraith.Chucked the water out the window pitter patter, splitter splatter, silence. the alphabet is dancing merrily, each letter raises a top hat and swings a stick unicycles occupy the streets, the sane are in the day is done, orange spheres like to hitch a lift from the clouds I am waiting for the untimely upon a cliff of grey history does chase my common thought right through the mental passageways a red trail, I realize from upside down eyes that the earth has open wounds we wait with orange peel. © 2013 Wraith. |
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1 Review Added on November 7, 2013 Last Updated on November 7, 2013 AuthorWraith.warwickshire, United KingdomAbout“I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been.. more..Writing
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