Allgemein, Poetry

– let us park the queen –

a house in lock-down

keep all those words for heavens

gate

i have found my dream comes as

rice an’ corn

chased with

wine an’ beer

a new world

where it’s best to sit with bricks

around

or at least

walk among them all

masked in glory

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