Confused Confession---
confused confession---
Passion, fashion
Words dressed up a cloth
Toast, gross
Bread of grounded maggots
Trip a friend
Throw a kiss
To the animal
You resist
Clean air that’s containable
Fashion, lasting
Clothes of indictment
Heavens glory silver and gold
Jasmine flowers what’s left
Catch a break
For heaven’s sake
Place your heel/foot on the head of a snake
You’re in charge, living large…
Fear is not sustainable
12/12/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
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