Blue Is BehaviorA Poem by seth
The leaves blew(blue?) today/ the sky,(man) he say/ to just fly away/ and now on the hillside/ to watch the old Appalachian glide/ that phantom knew/ it was not me, it would be you/ fog goes up/ you come down/ he motions to you/ you kiss the ground
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Added on February 13, 2019 Last Updated on February 13, 2019 |