Axiom
In our discrete staticBleeping through walls of surround sound
So axiomatic
Sleeping blue falls somewhere around
Summer singsongs an enchanting tune
Someone belongs out on a sand dune
Dream of the sea and the sky pastel
The pinwheel breeze and a wishing well
We wish we were there
Agreed and emphatic
A certain somewhere
In our discrete static
So axiomatic
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2015-07-22 at 08:45
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