Time does not blot
nor listens to a lore
of
the past.
Did Bang
a
lore
real
estates
to the brim.
Shall lore
a bang then.
Run as you knock
say not
shall
I come
in.
Bang a lore
or
lore a bang.
Wolf in sheep
hither
thither
faceless
in my domain.
Lore the bang of
fingers
in grave.
Still playing
keeps coming
the B word
and lore
of bang.
Friday, May 8, 2015
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