You see... the sky and I fought death back in the 1980's,
the sky and I, we brought down countless desert despots,
deposing regimes like rust in graveyards, seeking one last busted
down tail-light for justice.
Sky and I were inseparable, flying steam-wise,
through clouds, as if combustion were obsolete.
So, what do you think?
Comments
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Very nice... Very interesting poem you have penned here... Very good -- I like the inner thoughts
hehehe... Enjoyed
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cool dude.
apes must've penetrated your inner creative being.

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I just love the rust in graveyards line --- : )





