June 16th - 10:24 a.m.
Wrists
flip flap in hurls
over the
absurd landscape
Precise
as straight cannonballs
follow details
and other keen
fungus
The surrealistic width
of gentle feathers
bubble nonsense
All wick
from the expression
of his wing
The cumulative glow
was a decided effect
For the thumb of gray
was Kafkaesque horror
past midnight
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June 22nd - 9:59 a.m.
His son went to the mines
of your father
to try his luck
before safety
He praised
and thanked
the grandfather wizard
for the map he did not understand
Explanation
did not seem to
explain the map
Here, here to your grimly map
He would have liked to say the same
August 8th - 6:06 a.m.
The obstacle
can be overcome by you,
the real man
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