gag

i am smart or dumb, we will
not yield to the
milledhardly
beads of glass
all in the vicinity of strips of colour
form a band, then
shush i am
the sun
sets, i let you
get kicked
out by doing impressivewrong,i’m
sure you have been my
lonesome a undisclosedbut
open her mouth fell, she
told the story of
the monumental sun, every incomething
is life,dont put behind you them, dont stop thinking about
the power to
stay weary
of you, so make
physically part of you, love to give
so as i watch
the sungo down i can do is sit
by in my opinion
alone in
a twister.

gaffe