Monday, March 18, 2013

No Distiction

Crane oh crane,
on my brain...
educate me and value my praise.
Train oh train,
fabricate my triangle
and seclude me to the Nile.
Maverick of Egypt,
send me keys
to help unlock ancient secrets.
Did aliens help you build
what was nearly impossible
for humans to do today?
A moth! A moth!
Oh warm and fluffy moth,
come take me by my brain
and hand...
release my eyes, for they
cannot see the tubular
shape of your dear
proboscis mouth
that no longer works
as you are an adult with wings
and collect special dust.
You are my God specimen,
one of great power.
Meander my brain subtly
to reduce the tears of pain.

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