Thursday, January 17, 2013

a poem under PRESSURE

moments from a meeting
more more more
loved our little flits flings flyer
you are not a lyre
just maybe sometimes a denier
i am crude crass craneaby
don't let this fall
2 months till we're legit
you wait one month
i'll wait another
we'll split it 50/50
meeting is delayed
continue to ramble
no judgement on a poem
subside subsidize subbliterize
phenonemonal.
magic is made in limitation.
strict the restriction for a big bust

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