“I ain’t You slim”–truth he fold

The created imagry of doubt presumes this time


As i would assume, this joke of mine

Created by a web

These thoughts of mind

A hacking of–“pretend its dad”

–its dead

This face that i replace

Garnishing the room, acts sent to escape

This pan of a plan

Because what would you do as—man key-“monkey”

Its psych held to no delight

So i wonder space

In this craft of time

Passing time

A past with time

In a ring—-ling

With this bar-numb and bail-E Brothers



Iraq-Iran—how Saudi ,Arab.

Published by Alpha’s Poetry notes

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