Lindsay Crosby

Rookie (Croydon)

Good Clothes - Poem by Lindsay Crosby

Logic expire your design
Truth be a Helter Skelter ride
Wonder live in me
Precious be my metal
All for the smiling smile of a child
Stalker wait at my grave
From there we will take the heavenly bus ride
Up from nothing to anything that need not be described

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 24, 2006

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