baby kingbird
The Mars in My Hand
riding brooms over the Moon,
the Mars puffs smokes,
dropping its weight in my hand.
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I dive into the sea,
swimming the Wuuu-Mars among seaweed,
hot wired palms,
a wicked mermaid.
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the milky way dose mind mapping above,
the arctic ocean sizzles below,
angels telescope lego land,
sentencing the Mars in my hand.
2 comments:
happy april, nutriiton includes education, poetry, food, and vacation, etc.
great effort.
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