Free verse № 57017
Middleman
I want her.
She
with her dirty feet
that tell stories of
america
and vast uninhabited fields
of sage, and hips
ever greening
And they roll and undulate
to the whispered breeze
under blue skies
I cannot allow this
this potential
this disaster
in triplicate
I already have
dirty feet
I'm already trampling
these fields
with my own.
12 comments
2) keep the line running through about dirty feet
3) and the line about fields of sage and hips
4) the rest could be altered if you find a decent image or word sequence
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