Sensuous photogenic you
am many roads in a minute are
riveting candelabras who hourglasses dared
to go electric
They cut If with a million dollar knife but the uncomfortable cake left the showroom and exclusive shore-line retreats
half empty
Yet in each margin horizon more
in so many clouds good rain or even re-runs
Louder, chemicals de-clawed and status
decided the poor benefit lines
to you with poetry the hourglasses paint the shh theater, a country detours but for one loud train fulla louder laughs and thicker voices (probably sunshine)…
Do doorways conceive you?
Do you like them (_open or_closed)
who go to you its movie: who do you
Louder, train. I swear.
r3ckon 