GREET A STRANGER (WHO MAY BE AN ANGEL)

so my tiny me IS
your concern, sir?
My feet smaller
than your eyes
an ego so wide, sir
hems up your pants
and all that girth
So sir, so tiny-me
but within my toe
i possess more worlds
than a single hair
of your spinning mind
i think the mountain
sat upon her head
and me, sir? The angel
who saw you born
and this world you
call home

:: 09-01-2015 ::

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