poetry falcon's Post

Yep
helicopter john
HERE die masses
in a perfume mood shoving
through green panacea
kyphotic killing whistles
opulent pronged along
the goo horn
sippin pipe and
jesting the brush over a
very good volcano into
flashing skullcups like a
tickler sex nimbus i am
no minutes away in
lemon robes falling asleep
By: via poetry falcon

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