I am an eternal optimist therefore a sarcastic pessimist . . . a poet yet twist my word, meter, rhyme I might as well be a liar. Cover art photo provided by Laura Converse on Unsplash: https://unsplash.com/@lurm
Someone anyone will act the fool you must look beyond what you perceive for sometimes you me or all of us hold a kernel of the inner child and outer space if peel back many layers of the onion of our shadows who play on the walls
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To what ends
Annette My Muse your faded smile my heart’s bittersweet beacon .... Zanadu pulses lights fantastic.
I am an eternal optimist therefore sarcastic pessimist . . . a poet yet the minds eye twists all words, meter, rhyme such I may as well be a liar
Oh don’t you worry if your parachute fails you’ll scream so loud your heart will explode and there you’ll be DEAD BEFORE YOU HIT THE GROUND. If you see them for me say “YOU LIED!!!”
When fools naves and higher mucky mucks tangent off Kilter and off the walls NOTHING IS Sacrosanct