My atmospheric artificial wishes
became atonement to light his path.
A candle gave birth to autonomous
Law and Order crowds
so sad their red hearts avoided its glow.
He appeased the aggregate with a new apparatus
and gave them grievous green martinis instead.
Some aversive soul apportioned olive pits
and blamed the Antisana.
Author notes
Antisana: a volcano of N central Equador in the Andes
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Comments
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LOL I just read the other comment. There are some big words in here.
Nice poem.
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Wow some big words in this one great work




