DELIRIOUS DRIVEL #39

Bitter boy and I
go from languid lake -it is time.
No need mist-milk lives.
Not one red-rain picture, why?

OR 

Bitterness and I
go from this languid lake – it is time.
No need this mist-milk life.

http://play.magneticpoetry.com/poem/Original/kit/

 

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