The Opposite of Irony
let me
cultivate
you
soil
your
soil
not to
contaminate
nor not
to propagate
you and i on
a clean slate
a white
bed
sheet
leaving
life after
this forever
wrinkled
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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