Such a vision with a slithering tongue begs for me not to stop as we dance underneath the sun.
But I cannot run with my feet so numb and my legs so crushed and my mind so stumped.
The music beats away as we crawl to space and eat till we're dead.
"Hurray!" We jest with our lungs burning at the game ever so playfully.
Hands tightly bound by a dismembered hand so happy to see us joyful.
Cunning tales the vision speaks with a grin that slips astray from its tray.
A silver dollar it places just to see a peek of my forest green.
Repeatedly tripling over its large feet as the distance grows long in between.
Heads would spin and spin in delight to see me fall atop a mountain so high.
With nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide.
Both of us collide with our bellies bare for many more years to come.
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Poetry"The universe kissed the stars, who birthed a galaxy of new beginnings." The only way to express beautiful and cynical thoughts is through the delightful invention of simple, and yet complex, poetry. My poems never end, have no defined theme and st...
