Imperfect F0rm
I stepped on the edge of a cliff and tumbled across Jerry Garcia.
Gratefully so including all aspects verbose; the music carries on harmonic within me.
Threaded only of a single bind I am bound . . .
to tell the people what I have found.
The truth be told happens here on seemingly flat ground.
February 18, 2017
Copyright © Ironic Zink | Year Posted 2017
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