Plastic Ono Blow-Up Universal Church of Togetherness
This is an unusual write for me
'cause the title came first.
We shall see where it goes.
Blows
is a loaded word ifya think on it.
Having thought some
it goes
that without blows
there'd be no
us
or them
or me or you blowing whatever clarity
we can get, whether through charity
hilarity
or long-haired hippy freak bed-ins
to realize the thing we've named
purpose.
Copyright © Nancy Jones | Year Posted 2011
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