The Possibility of all RealityA Poem by Alfred KukitzwhoaThe Possibility of all Reality I've curled up behind a bind Leaving breath to its own circumstances I'm hopelessly unable to help myself The causes are many I can hear the ripping of waves from the sea Energy sucked dry from the upstair's window WHO ARE YOU! Cried the gnome's best friend Why it's me, the silly fool........you know.......you know I'm in.......I'm in the possibility of all reality! © 2015 Alfred Kukitz |
StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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