hers cause mine listen's think
.
sum dayz
she don't talk
so if'n i listen
real hard
whilst ourn walk
i can hear diaphanous
'gainst
taut
so i'll
cause her halt
'specially
early morninz
down by ourn lake's
dock
to kiss her talk's telex
thick
i'm swear'n
i can hear the sun'z rise
the empty uv the stream
into
ourn boat's wet
those big dope look'n
bass eagerly snap'n
the tasty mayflies
hern naked lay 'pon
earth
whilst mine listens
for the moon's
yawn
dirrrrr
rip
*Telex began in Germany. The service, had
a speed approximately, 66 words per minute. ')
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2024
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