Walking past a mini soaked mattress; an empty baby stroller..
By it's side; abandoned this site she seems an open walkway his
Buildings and bricks less her awning; wondering, while their yard dogs
Barking once more wagging tails lonely a greeting calling out; the moon parting
Gray passing clouds left lingering; knowing how I love to kiss their dawn ?
Mothers with infants; an old man coughs; a young lady high on drugs
Looking for another mark yet settling for his blanket; her supreme court
Justice, untangling time's hair ? Leave it to Beaver, hopping up the White House
Stairs mass hysteria their latest gallop poll; besieging Molieric phantasms caught this
Camera of rewound mode with beautiful Ms. Monroe, applying rococo lotion about
Suffragette's nine inch nails ? Spotted off jingoisms European coast; his lochness narwhal....
Shedding her muumuu open waters flagship tourist a filibuster fiesta ? Apocrypha, in session.
Categories:
jingoisms, angel, art, autumn, drug,
Form: I do not know?
A tad bit out of tilt and forgot where I placed my brush slash
Pen or perhaps it's simply another holiday seasons, starry nights
Grandiloquent holographic hangover ? Chasing her cobwebs of reason
While listening unto the Cutting Crew's anthem, One for The Mockingbird..
Pirouetting about horizontal rows their Peacocks, spreading congenials wings
Atop polymorphic stages adorned something bizarre as, I cannot find my poetic
Palette damask rose and pompadour this image reflecting a renaissance; jingoisms.
Categories:
jingoisms, analogy, angel, art,
Form: I do not know?