My Signature
Is Corrosion
Cuddled within my contort.
Attach,
Align
confused,
Surprised
Surprised flies fly without a clue as to why...
My Signature is
Corrosion...
My subconscious seal lost,
Lost contort—
Perfectly
Aligned
Confused;
Brand new to this life flies simply just fly
Without a clue as to why . . .
9-7-2019
Submitted for contest:
Ten word Challenge 1
Contest Host:
Kai Michael Neumann
Copyright © Ironic Zink | Year Posted 2019
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