EACH WITH HIS OWN MAZE OF GENETIC ENGINEERING THE DARK GRAFTING
INCOMPLETENESS MADE THE GHOST PRETEND TO CRY
LIFE CAME TO AN END NO NEED TO GROW THROW AWAY
PENETRATED FROM THE OUTSIDE SKY FLYING COLOR RINGS
STICK-PEOPLE HAVE YOU COME TO REPAIR ? RE-NOVELIZE US ?
INTRUDERS IN THE CATBOX SPEAK NOT YET LABOR OVER CRAYONS
EACH WITH HIS MAZE OF GENETIC ENGINEERING THE DARK GRAFTING
Posted on December 28, 2012, in Uncategorized and tagged ABDUCTION, CLOSE ENCOUNTERS, creative writing, POEM, POEMS, POETRY, RANDOM, UFO, WRITING. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.
We do need a good repairing. Stick-people will likely stick it to us.