Mixed Apart
As the clouds devour the sky
And the grass outgrew the earth
The sea undulates to tease the moon
The dead point and laugh at the living
The spinning ball that grips us all downI
I deny you reality
And rename you
................bob
I am about to change your bob reality
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2018
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