The eye, not me, but we seeing
not you!
the other guy
Or girl, don't be confused,
the we, not us,
the group outside.
Not the gang that travels around
hanging all the others
OxBow, Otto, Algo, We go
musical chairs with lovers.
The eye is not unfriendly
an HOA undressed
"the world is violent"
ten gated homes
and then no money left.
When eye falls madly for someone
they dine out somewhere great
parting at the door again
go home to meditate.
Oh, eye hears that is awful
it will never work
but no where was it ever tried
well, maybe once,
preverts.
Clouds
for words and pictures
art
and someday soon
a place for heart
and helium
a park for lost balloons.
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