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.