Skip to main content

Depends on Where You Parked

 your foot

Crams into
Space, which Is
called a
Shoe. Each shoe
Is a telling
Letter. The
congeries
Fit the space
While time
Evades the
proton. No
myth exists
Except each
Shoe and every
Foot be
comes flair
Machinery with
Timorous
Vocal tones
Scooting to the
Edge of known
Universe,
Also called shoe.
Relief re
Turns ridiculous. We
Have no
Turning back, each
Shoe spaced so,
And a foot.
Exact dimensions
Donut matter.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Fine Political Summation

  jagged resemblance to truth  floridly spring flowers pang  rock crusted ontological squat  serious stubborn box conclusion  peppered trail pending slower  overage undone of starting on  It's a holy war royal ooze  Stoop Herd Toxic tocsin  I’ll oil decline wall burn  bum burn bum
Post a Comment
Read more

Luminescent Painkillers

  flowers spelunking worthlessness stratum by stratum  Old World generously scaled people problem  deities in the wet sky dressed believably  largely fit Jericho finely Joshua finished  meaty Moloch seasons vented for performance  inner fantastic people in time only  then then and now is only now  time remains somewhat
Post a Comment
Read more

Turrets Expressed As Singular

 a revolution   glancing   each acorn   magnified by   space   purpose re   taliates upon   purpose   inference of   language   by mask   each tree   magnified   by time   peopled place   people   each calling   of   the   people   in time   to be   there   each is own  
Post a Comment
Read more