Disarray- -
DISARRAY
Did I ever say that inside my eye;
That I’m not feeling well no not at all;
Behind my mind I see swirling colors flowing
Floating projectiles of reds, oranges, and grays glowing;
Which in no way should be behave, streams of Disarray;
Just a cluttered mess jumble, muddled got me upset;
So untidy this rendition blurs confusion condition, hey!
I’m disordered throw into dishevel mess;;
Such a untidy yet colorful blow groceries;
Upchuck heave spewing tango with the toilet;
This I commit as I vomit so surreal;
Sickly am I for in the archway of my brain yuk;
My mind preys way spray airway convey;
hearsay downplay Floating projectiles of reds, oranges, and grays;
Did I ever say...
That inside my eye my head and mouth are…Disarray
11/12/19
Disarray Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Nina Parmenter
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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