Confusion Excursion Constanza
Where all rumbles where I ramble
beneath highway overpasses
and past the shy soul’s excesses.
Isn’t life a simple gamble?
I chaff at dreaded enclosure
then I spurn any exposure.
Earth driven shakes makes me scramble
To find solid footing while lost,
or lose ground in the permafrost,
not without scrapes from bramble,
cover glory second story,
leaving me so weak, con amore.
All renews without preamble.
Chirp of the summer’s morning bird,
introduction of some new word.
Where all rumbles where I ramble
Isn’t life a simple gamble?
Earth driven shakes makes me scramble,
not without scrapes from bramble
All renews without preamble.
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