Rhythm Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Then rest a little.

Awhile.

The Rhythm is Loco

Let Rhythm b e Loco

Yes, the lightning of the Brain Mind Fort.

Yes


How Puerile

How puerile the civilization a certain star
It had prison
Thus
Lex talionis
Eye for eye tooth for tooth
But in a transformation
And there be many transformations
Hypocrite and rationalizations
So-called
And
relative


Devis - Devis

Devis
Devis
Kisten
Orman
Stabin
Ferin
Copet
Oxa
Oxan
Danz