Blase
Ah!
Sleeping showerings
Hello! I have a slight humid headache
My eyes shines betrayed by the clouds
I heard a makeshift thunder lightning unbelieved instincts Fantasies of my psyche expressive
Cloak
Deity...
Who me?
Bla, blah, blah
Kingdom full of clearance
Old fashioned party lines
Realities
Bla, blag, blah
Whatever!
And my promise to the multi clover bow
in the sky there I stress
As my spirit ask WHY?
Blase
5/17/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2020
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