Baby, No Oh fuck what I wanted. The morning was green then the morning was blue. The skyscrapers glittered. I opened a window. Chrysanthemums came. And all through the fog, you said. And into what else, I thought. How the lake filled with honey.
Strong imagery, so sharp and precise, leading me to question and circle home to read the poem again. And again. A real poem. Thank you.
This is sublime xxx
Damn this is good 💜
Yeah man. That hits the mark
Loved this
I love the first line, the way it grabs your attention.
Baby, No
Strong imagery, so sharp and precise, leading me to question and circle home to read the poem again. And again. A real poem. Thank you.
This is sublime xxx
Damn this is good 💜
Yeah man. That hits the mark
Loved this
I love the first line, the way it grabs your attention.