Dave Cinnamond (Remove filter)
Five Sheets to the Wind
Wild reassembled words fly spinning everywhere, -
Tossed thoughts relinquish a lifetime’s memories;
A distant lighthouse, leagues from here or anywhere, -
A florid ego drenched in half tautologies;
Where does he tarry now, who never came on time
To share his tangled thoughts and parodies of rhyme?
Tuesday 15th May 2018 8:11 am
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