I Sometimes Lie
I sometimes lie
in the groove
of a leaf
and roll
it beneath my chin
like a moth
before it becomes a
buttered fly
the jump cowered over
the noom
take a noomber
ha made you say number weird
and turn a moon backwards
right in front of your aye (i'm Scottish this one might a while)
eye is yes in Scottish
and gnaw is no
but spelt naw
went to sarcastics anonymous
none of them would teii me if was in the right place
i think it might have been of amnesiac anonymous
idenity witheld anonymous
would that be
anonymously anonymous
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2021
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