Staggering lines
empty words.
is it a sign or a sigh?
the color is pink,
that I think.
is there flow
or
too much flaw.
words swings on a sea-saw
or
was it the sea I saw?
this verse taste of gravel
its' soup like gull
(that's too sweet)
I mean gall.
oh,
never mind
it's of a free mind.
