I left with all theEverythings I could carry

t-t-t-ry

to be a seam(less)

  s

t

  e

a

m

I know I certainly cannot.

  

  all the 

f    o    t    n

           l    a    i     ggg

jetskissingkissing

clouds-we are, 

By night, as knights,

Reaching some kind of form by midday.

whonowwhatthere,

am I a reckon(

ing) tied to a second?

Is there a better or worse?

c-c-c-an

you see (one)

I know I Certainly cannot

It so takes both of our breaths

a turn here,

what there,fine,-

Meeting end(ing)s with smiles in our hands

Reviews

[Shannen Forrester]

I love your style, you bring as much across with your layout than with your words. Brilliant if a little hard to read. :)