Where's the genius gone
Oh, com'on
He is busy to watch else's wife
Naked during her personal time
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Garden garden
Set is the seven sages
Sway bit, shimmering
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turquoise floating boat
purple valour dreams
topaz blossoming in
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A passing bird
Alarm clock for my day
Reminding my freezer legs
An argument in sleepy dreams
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Standing by basil plant
in gold anklets
overtaken my awareness of
weal and woe
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There's breezy shore
Whispering in between pages
Of air and ground
Round railway track and
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I can be tiny
I can be fairies
Fly among flowers, giving
Company to rabbits
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Unusual me, without me
Without day, without sunrise
Empty, empty, empty
That was supposed to be
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I can write only about
This poem
I can read about what the
Moments write on behalf
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Someone discovered
Down far route of olive avenue
Bitter, sour
Aloof at sideways out of the city
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