Poem -
Gullet to the gizzard
Gullet to the gizzard
Elana's swallow burrows
Deep beneath the surface.
A black feathered wing
Head of hair.
Ancient thing using magics.
Wizards talk of nonsense.
A vegetable patch
To match with his indian good looks,
Girl who forged
A sword
That saved the world
And a car in a parking lot.
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Comments
Old meets new, such fantasy what a fantastic poem. 🌹
This reads like a bloody good mind trip
Love the last line which seems even more completely random than the rest but nails it lol x