Aisle Nine
In the best ride first
through the finish line
Fighting tides with a
patch on my right eye
Shooting taking cover
from bullet and bomb
clustered air
Floating spining and
bouncing with gravity as
my friend
Taking temperatures
checking heartdrums of
either plastic or stuffed
England Paris Mexico
Newyork I've been to
them all
New toy new
adventure one aisle show
off all
Aisle nine source of every
fantasy in my sleep
The one path to whatever
dream I want real
Copyright © Iveren Ikyembe | Year Posted 2013
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