Knives
The don’t chop so why does that
Stick to the
Point me
See if you write ing are you writing ing
See the one thing I have never seen a zebra
Crossing back to your
My 13 hearts sealed with a
It’s like an unfinished quest ions floating about
The might be a word well that’s the theory
No the’s we’re harmed in this
Sail or
Y isn’t there a Real city
So this poem is about
Every time I cleaned the vacuum cleaner
I became it
Would it make the vacuum cleaner
If you see spaces are you spatially A. where wolf
There wolf
Does it only have a right hand
Can it juggle
It only knows
Is nothing fresh at the off-licence
Would robots in row boats look weird
What is nurses favourite letter
Nurse
Sea yah