Monday, April 23, 2018

Morn

What sayeth the oracle
Oh, prophet? Brewing,
always brewing, the
cauldron, remember
yourself, nothing. Star.

Twilight, a poised moment
End run, That's what they
call it. What it means?
Elvis impersonators In
The Afterlife, appearing
multitudinous a ditty,
with three part harmony?j

Of course, it gets weirder.

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