Strange and Electric Across the Sky
Strange and electric over the sky
All electric among the flowers
I speak to entrancing symbols against the fog
Whoa! The lust has vanished
Totally transparent against the tomb
We expel happy visions beyond the ground
Yo! The King is born
Strange and electric over the sky
We extort blue cats before the shadows
Beware! The devil is born
unsure alive
never meeting
an old passport
For whose sake
your brother
go without luggage
taking a chance
Copyright © Grant Baker | Year Posted 2021
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