A Slip of the Tongue
have you ever
woken up
watching
poor no
the
GOOD morning
where rise and
shine can be
defined by
saying
that the sun
erected at
seven ei
ghteen
and
stayed that
way until a
hairy brillo
cloud but
softer
covered it
and made
rain come
up or at
least
down but now
it sounds that
the sun with
out thinking
is already
sinking or at
most thinking
with no blood
rush to it's
head
veni vidi vici
and so doing
so goes back
to the ball and
refuses to
dance
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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