Wednesday, May 31, 2017

31 may

play the thing with wings or is it feathers either way it ought to float like hope like ivory soap like the flotsam and jetsam that get some and get gone out the way like newmown hay or the dawning day that comes but once again and again like a scandal we can't handle unless it's on repeat unless we save our seats for some other sitters like these lines were penned by some other writters and i've scattered the clues but together they're no use if you won't pick them up from the overflowing cup and under wondered sign post for there's mostly direction and correction but up above you soar

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