M Gordon Meier
22 - Poem by M Gordon Meier
You make about as much sense to me as
lemon head choir,
bike tire blues,
and screen door silence.
But that's the only way I'll take it.
Because when given the choice between insanity and you,
the reality of you
proves to be so much more than I know what to do with.
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