i twisted my soul inside
of your_NO and did not
weepingly cry it’s so
spreaded f e e l i n g s
ooVER tOWER ‘s MOon
the leSSly creature which_
broken snapped i did it’s
neck to breathe –>>me
whO perfectly sent
bits of brilliant pieces
toward someWhere i call
home: and my congregated
lit spot of sparkling
nonsense is shouting,
“i (just me) wish
a sliver of meaning
about this all!”
:: 07-30-2015 ::
