Oh, Earth, turn after your Moon - Euridice ( Read more... )

A note.
Isn't just a quote
Stretched between
The stave
Big, sweaty, brave
And black like John Coffey?

A vomit.
Who even wants it
To lie on the road
Cold
Trendy shoe on hold
Get stuck like Coleridge?

A labor.
Sweat enough for
The coffee dilution
Mind of a highest degree
Chopping the tree.
Oh, just like Tin Woodman!

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