An icon
a silly icon
a pine cone
a sunny crown
although
in palo alto
though
in menlo park
verbally
a narrow alley
in a water lily
a death valley
ill
illiquid
a door sill burns down
still
a silicon cape
a valley tape
a round shape
a spooky escape
it will start
at 1.01
till
the silicon trip
strips
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice rhythm. enjoyable. please read some of mine. :)