Patois
THE power of my lost mind binds my tongue
between paper and pen obliquely bleeding
i leave it there.
esophageal --> the blue (my) heart
beneath sun setting pinks drowning squamously
and the gulls within their famous white regalia
0--oh!~ the magical patois across the
battered waves o'er the seas!
:: 05-17-2018 ::
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