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Spotty Sun (Free verse) by Blindpoetry

The sun's so spotty Lemon faucets and Onions win the Golden-Spangled Action Game We call love the anti Drug and depressed Forgetting how to sin Love and fruitful is I smell babe and Ruth as my temptation I smell faith and Truth as my deception Crouching under the arms Of my couch, sofa, supreme Agents searching for an Answer is no where Who's that clue? He's in your direction Who's that estate? She's in your destination Casting spells and Queuing you into a Play over here with a Spotty sun, find shade

Bhaskaryya 27-Dec-04/9:16 PM
I don't really follow it well. The weaving of words, though not overly complicated, seems a bit confusing.
Can't say I like it, neither do I hate it.




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