if it gets burnt, flip it overA Poem by FoReHeAd IMprEgNaBle
if it gets burnt
flip it over there's food everywhere and nobody likes the smell of burnt food that lingers in nostrils distasteful take a night off sleep and let subconscious mind emerge a night of psychosis is helpful every now and then too much sleep and you'll drown in your dreams take the night off and wait for the sun to rise you'll be amazed at what u find. © 2011 FoReHeAd IMprEgNaBle |
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2 Reviews Added on September 8, 2011 Last Updated on September 8, 2011 AuthorFoReHeAd IMprEgNaBleBloomington , INAbout“Listen, real poetry doesn't say anything; it just ticks off the possibilities. Opens all doors. You can walk through anyone that suits you.” more..Writing
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