Monday, April 9, 2018

Kerri Shying R # 441 you ever were the funny ( for Uncle Bill)

danced beyond the end of time   I love you
 now  go  on to sleep  to eat to cry  my head
awake   another day      I’m alone  in this  
 without   your crucial form  

you ever were the funny

no matter  what the world  made
 us   the we    all spectator  to that
fast  wit  comb-over style       I say  so now
 it’s gone   it isn’t    so  we seeds grew  but still I wish
for once that time stood still  before it outgrew you

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