 | Victoria Stuart Oct 16 | Happiest when I'm creating, bigwig
on the page, high muckety-muck fizgig
flaring across my own stage. Vegetate
with eyes glazed, nibble the cumbersome pate endure the weight of faux-poiesis waves
of dissonance, proclaiming you're a slave,
a victim of a vast conspiracy
--hush, rest, don't think, pay with your energy-- Turn off the screens of someone else's greed
trying to trap you in some trumped-up need
for which you'll gladly give your precious time.
The universe demands your fresh design. Inspired by: Bigwig, Vegetate, Nibble and Cumbersome. | | | |  | You can also reply to this email to leave a comment. | | | | |
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