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"Her Rhyme"
by Jeph Johnson
the world no longer
rhymes anymore
as a child, in the nursery
every clamor through the din
blended the next line
with stanzas from within
colors vanquish grey away
when I go back in time
and perhaps that's why I'm drawn
spellbound, enraptured by her rhyme
I can barely converse
in this netherworld I've united
blank and bleak,
they clank and squeak,
and it's free verse I've recited
Dude, I Love it!!! completely inspired, I want to know if he did that free or went back and fixed it and worked on it... That's one I'll stick on my arm instead of a nicotine patch ;D heh heh it flows like salty seas of sandpaper seaweed... yeah, don't ask exactly what that means ;D