Wretched thrives going at rapid speeds
Spreading lines like ill manic seeds
Fanatic flowers attacking whack salad weeds
Hoeing each line with a cocaine breeze
I sneeze and tease these cursive lines with ease
Herbs dipped in asinine with the blue cheese
Cheddar mixed with ketamine, fed my epiphany if any.
Thoughts ready to go steady. Aim fire bang goes the confetti.
Copyright © Michael Mifflin | Year Posted 2019
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