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 © | Year Posted 2019

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