major tom to ground control


If you proffer at this
thoughts of how we feel
among the dirt paths

reduce opportunities
slimming hopes
increasing mirth
that only I shall know

then in turn allow
pronouncements of how
it feels, to once again
breathe avgas fumes


Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2015-04-26 at 15:11

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
This piece is extremely interesting. A patchwork of phrases. I am sorry but I love it however do not fully understand it. But the fault lies with my comprehension I think :)