A poem, fair enough

got the guard
off guard
he got shoved
into a closet
the closet thrown
into the sea
the sea buried
behind a tree
tree ripped up
by a Meghan in
the the throes of
applying make up
scent this time apple
green not navy
hello the way you answer
a phone
what of your day
oh just the usual
burying of

Categorized as Poetry

By bgkarma

BGK is a revolutionary in the mind frame of intention with vibrational swim and entertainment snack to promote edutainment and self empowerment by use of multiple brains or servers to go next level.

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