Poem -
ScRAmBleD eGGs
bRaiN frY brAiN fRy
UnsEEn maN iN preTTy sKy
pRettY SkY nOt eVen TheRe
MiRaGe oN a loSt SouL sTarE
BraiN fRy fRieD braiN
noTHinG OUt theRe NOthingG kNoWn
sCreAm iT oUt aNd scREam AgaiN
NOthiNg rEAL nO wAy hOMe
uNseeN mAn iN bLUe bluE sKy
BluE bLue SkY iS wHere yOU diE
blUE bLuE SKy noT eVen therE
miRAge On A loSt sOUl sTaRe
BrAin fRy braiN frY
UnsEEN MaN iN fuCking sKy
FuckING SKy noT EvEn TheRe
miRaGe oN a lOSt SoUl sTaRe
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Comments
Whats real anymore? that's where this creative delivery led me...
Exactly thanks Rob🌹
Scrambled Eggs — brilliant title for this. These words weave a rant and they weave it it really, really well x
These words are my entire brain lol...hugs 💖