Freeverse 121

7/10/19

we can often restart how we think
like pressing a grimy eject button
weeeeeeeeeeeee!
by skeletonating the rhinocerosish
dreaming of cottony buffalos with obscure curls
near secret dehydrated waterfalls
evaporating in murky broilers
squinting until my eyes turn inside-ouch
landscapes the color of tattooed bodies
meditating with lit nonsense candles
drinking cold pink lady apples
as terabytedactyls fly over
I often pound water until my fists hurt
where are the great ideas already taken

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