Djjapp777
Bluelighter
Free verse to the hearse, denying the claustrophobic morbid details, he sails, the teachers sighed and the parents cried, he flew from shooting star to shooting star, destination uknown unnatural but what was he going to do... stick with the bulbous pod or go with the few.. he went this a way, that a way, turned the corner in a semi-circle skid, got into the jar without untwisting the lid, he's special like that, you say he bends the rules, this kid could bend a spoon among a thousand fools, no more headaches or verbal irony from those who took the worn out path, too many people talk, not enough laugh, so watch out for those static hooks of humanoid bait, he hasn't done anything yet.. but just you wait...
