well pluck
a third eye find
it is
in the walls …
“math be rich
a wrath be kind”
a pair amid
a road through time
“hey guise…. it’s me
in your mind”
I’m not too sloppy
nor follow from behind
could be of the dead
or of their rhyme
“do you hear it?”
the left unfinished
unremembered
sublime…
in a book of humours
“… it is
not about a bike…”
;)~
She wrote.
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