write
these words - over backwards again
I’d
be manned
working
on their duel hills
constantly
taking drops at the distance
getting
tired - reach for dark faced pale
these
are those flowered plates feelings warm
sensing
sweet fine air
yes,
that pleasurable grin
kicks
and punches - not as sinful as dead
life
marked at 3 and 6
date
missed for fights on duels hills
constantly
taking drops at the distance
placed
upon the talents of dirt blessed trees
this
was I paged at five passed summer’s speak
looking
for water then working on duels hills
constantly
taking drops at the distance
as
child been blessed
want
slips on red dated silver palms
which
bears saves
as
criers bells it true - states of personal tribes
vantage
lost
chosen
not wearing such beams
grabbed
and taught to be clothed of royal turns
doubt
fills notions of fumes
pride
as done in - iron to burning coals
fights
on duels hills
constantly
taking drops at the distance
wooden
box of toys of knights, colors, and happy myths
marked
on peak of winter of 16 passed
stack
of some on those right from the pack
let
them roll and hold heads up
praises
of those from across those springs
looks
upon my work - feels of happy warmth
working
fights on duels hills
constantly
taking drops at the distance