In the land of rotting grapes
a raisin is queen,
These geese eating dominoes demolish empire grounds.
Auditory wrinkles, peyote pillows, and water color ripples,
bargain with battlefields.
Cuter then a hot fudge taco,
On a meadow carpet hallucinating feet,
All becomes tangled in objective.
A seabird amidst tomato soup cans finds Venus in a house of pies.
Public libraries,
home to red patients,
this blue couch reveals the illustrated world.
The true angel lives inside highways orbiting the planet a musical rose.
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