STAR**** **OOP**S: Surreal Space Poetry – Page 45

surreal space poetry

In ranks together
Arranged right
Down [to] the
End.

Rapidly and
Politely
Supplied

They understand
He understands,
All those scars
It'[s] not fair.

If you please
Fool
Hand it over.

Wish I knew? Something about a trial or a test?
Wish I knew? Something about a trial or a test?

Author: Jonathon

Would rather be out swimming, running, or camping. Works in state government. Spent a youth reading genre-fiction; today, he is making up for it by reading large quantities of non-fiction literature. The fact that truth, in every way, is more fascinating than fiction still tickles him.

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