Fire Stone
i started off slow
turning stones
from out the
fire with a
stick and
realizing they
could move
but like no
motion to
other be
ing seen so
i started to
push them
so let's say
they rolled
now i've
got something
until dumped on
the flame was a gnu
leg and what was new
would be
the end of
what might
have grown
into the next
rotiserary
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2020
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