WORDS THAT PLAY

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
PLAY WITH WORDS.............

Submitted: July 05, 2012

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Blunt was this hard-core abandoned
spectacle, shiney was this toy, you
look up and see dark clouds crying,
and spitting their mothers prize.
Hung over was this confusion, screwed
up was this  time.  lost into a bit of laughter,

then broken down like a cheap toy..

 

 

 

 

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And we crawl into  this belly,
like a thunderous applause  at night.

 


and we fumble in that belly, untill

we see the light.


 


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