"Green Moons Arise!..."
Green's moon rise.
Blue sunset glitters' guise.
The tranquilizing skies are made from huckleberry pies.
A sunshine filters cigarettes into the star night's brights' lights.
Scorched black potatoes and the pits of purple tomatoes.
Tasteless sum of golden bitter rum and scotch's hip hop dances.
Yesterday's tomorrows borrows its sorrows.
A crow goes to only where minds' imaginations grow.
You must know it's nowhere not there.
Love and life are unfriendly and very unfair.
Students will bend rules.
Beggars lose while lovers choose.
Winter's windows, fell out of, and into place.
The missing link hunts in prehistoric cyberspace.
I attended C. W. P. at Pace with a younger face.
Jon Billet- 01/25/16
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